Breath & Shadow
A Journal of Disability Culture and Literature
Breath and ShadowDefine Me, Decay by Jenna-Nichole Conrad
Volume 11 Issue 4
were hours before
Cutting by Stacye Cline-Robinson
I stand here cutting as I dye, dyeing as I cut. My goddaughter Jade sits with her wheelchair tilted back, her head wedged between the arms of the salon sink as I circle behind her. Turning on the faucet and placing her head under the rush of warm water, rinsing Jade’s hair free of bleach, I hope she doesn’t hear us. Her mom Liz and I make small talk— bawdy talk of bodies and waking from daydreams too rough for her ears. It isn’t that she can’t understand the games people play when they no longer believe in love. The way Jade’s eyes catch light, never staying the same shade of green-flecked brown or brown-flecked green and their quick expressiveness let me know she understands too much about the aftermath of love.
The Crossing, Wind Gifts by Mark Cornell
You no longer want to hold my hand
perched upon a new chapter of your life,
Beaming as you make your stand
you cross the street towards the other side.
With your gold uniform and floppy blue hat
I understand it’s time to say goodbye,
I waddle behind you carrying your huge bag
below the chalk moon Summer sky…
Sight and Singing by Emily K. Michael
enter the large conference room, holding Kerry's elbow. High ceilings
and bare floors amplify the sound of our students' voices as we find
seats at the long folding tables. Most of our students are sitting at
the table in front, so we choose seats behind them. For the next six
hours, we will occupy cold, metal folding chairs - and mine makes an
unnecessary amount of noise when I draw it away from the table. It
scrapes along the floor, the sound intensified by the chair's hollow
Medication, Game of Thrones by Sergio Ortiz
asleep and wrapped
I say tentatively.
Joan. But you probably know that if we've met before."
Trinkets by Raud Kennedy
That’ll make me happy,
Or, they’ll make me complete.
I think I want something
Or I want to be with someone,
But when I get it I want something else