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Radka Thea Otípková

OF Of my father’s failure to perishaged five        of rheumatic feveras well as his father’s undrowned boyhoodof my mother’s mother’s lilies-of-the-valley in a church on a Sundaythe farm long orphaned in need of a man           her dressunkind post-war […]

Radka Thea Otípková

  MY FATHER, AGED FORTY, FLYING A KITE. ALONE   The line! Keep it taut, he shouted to no one, and ran upwind, his arms inexplicable to whomever was looking out of the bus window on their way home. The […]

Radka Thea Otípková

  COUP DE GRÂCE   In the end his body puked him out as if it were only a stomach and a mouth. It didn’t let him just slip away. But maybe it matters less than we think. Look at […]

Radka Thea Otípková

  MY TURN   I got home late once, tired, and sat down by his bedside. You must be hungry, he said. A magnificent sentence like that, the last I remember him saying. Soon, his arms alongside his body like […]

The Fall Issue | 2021

Summer here in the Northern Hemisphere is officially over. It’s been fantastic to enjoy the sunshine over the last few months (apologies to our readers in Scotland), but now the days are beginning to shorten, barbecue sets are being put […]


A BRIEF NOTE ON THE LIST The below is a partial list of poetry, fiction and non-fiction contributors to B O D Y since 2012. The authors are sorted alphabetically by first name. An author’s name appears more than once […]

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