Lemon Drops

I spent a year lost in the lemon drops away above the chimney tops.

Volume 9 | 2021

Table of contents

Red Tear

Painting

Like a chimney

I have never smoked a cigarette—

Peripheral Vision

I can see you so clearly out of the corner of my eye

Metamorphosis

Painting

A Soul and a Hull

I have struggled for so long to accept my body.

VIPatient

Shiny, silver locks

Wait – what’s my race?

On my first of many standardized exams, I remember being stumped by the question:

Sarah

“Sarah” was written while I was thinking about the premise of trauma informed care

Catechisms

These are the catechisms I have learned

Breathless

Mixed Media

The Morning Checklist

I’ve got a white coat that feels like

Interspersed

School is

I think about my mom

I think about my mom; I think about her when she was happy and healthy.

Hopeless (1)

Shivering in anticipation

Hopeless (2)

Beauty at a juncture