After an overnight double shift, I was in the shower when the phone rang. Dad had fallen and couldn’t get up.

Welcome to Inner Worlds issue eight, which marks an incredible two years since the magazine launched!

I get tired of my body. I start to send it outside. I start to send it outside without me. One night it goes out and doesn’t come back.

Your mentor once described a Bridge as being close to sacred. Inhale against the pull of time, they said. Let past, present, and future flood your molecules.

They’d done a good job on the skin, hair, teeth, nails, but there was something about my eyes. A missing depth. That’s how you put it to the priest.