Spring 2026
Sucking Love Out of a Straw (for Paul)
A mother is dying from a tumor in her womb. Her lips are chapped; she can barely eat or drink. The caregiver looks on helplessly, going through the motions of life support, of providing comfort. Then her child enters the room, and shows all who are there what really needs to be done—a simple act of love.
The Death of Her
Clinicians are trained to help: to put the patient first, to promote healing. But does anyone ever consider how that professional might be feeling? This brave account details the inner agonies of a physical therapist battling an internal “Her”—one that tormented her, and few around her even knew existed. Through this poem, she thanks those precious few who understood—and helped her “scars become superpowers.”
Beyond the Protocol: Reflecting on Embedding Lived Experience Knowledge onto the Research Team using the Seven-Step Framework for Critical Analysis in Physical Therapy
How often do researchers of evidence-based treatments assess their own internal team choices and how they affect the individuals they seek to help? This author says not nearly enough. She offers a solution: she details how a team researching SCI treatments included the lived-experience perspectives of invited participants in the process. The team applied a Critical Analysis framework to their self-assessment. Their results make a powerful case for including lived experience in medical research.
Rock n’ Roll Canine
This author was diagnosed with bipolar I disorder when young. His poignant account here describes two major breakthroughs in his life that changed it forever. The first was the gift of an electric guitar. The second was meeting Stella—the companion who offered him unconditional love, and shared communication through his music. His heartfelt account demonstrates how you can find a way forward when you “believe in yourself the way those who love you the most see you.” He offers a touching musical tribute, called Grief, to mark Stella’s passing.
Anatomy of an Alarm
This poem encapsulates, in real time, the experience of a 3:00am panic attack, brought on by out-of-balance cortisol levels, and who-knows-what-other complicated factors. In this age of ‘fight-or-flight’ reactions that often don’t fit any apparent cause, the poet’s words bring home the struggles faced by many who just want to be able to relax.