elementia
Bodies Revealed: A Non-Linear Essay
By Candice Ladd*
“I am going on a diet,” she announced.
“But McKenzie, you're only six! Besides, you’re beautiful!” I shot back.
“But,” she insisted, “I need to lose weight.
“No, you do not. I’m your nanny, I know these things. Now eat your lunch.”
Being Cosmic Dancers: because what else would we be?
By Jaden GraggWe live on our floating planet,
this hunk, this rock,
we are so small.
Hot Blood Underground
By Ayah Abdul-RaufHe is anchored to the cold room’s center
By metallic, unused fetters
Reluctance is his parapet and it’s likely to collapse
He lies amidst rusted traps
He is the first catch.
Choosing to Hurt
By Jessica SutterHe leaves his shoes on the doorstep. Size twelve and a half, wearing through the toes and curling with wrinkles of use. He stopped working at the orchard in November, but red Oklahoma mud still caulks the crevices and holes, stains the laces.