...Kaethe Schwehn © 2011 Kaethe Schwehn 2011 Kaethe Schwehn I Keep My Little Sheep Brain in a Jar At the Science Museum sheep brain likes the fetus exhibit best. We slide along the back-lit jars. Bulbs of many sizes float and squeeze their fists and black pea...

...Karin Roffman © 2006 the minnesota review 2006 Works Cited Johnson Stephen . Mind Wide Open: Your Brain and the Neuroscience of Everyday Life . New York : Scribner , 2004 . National Endowment for the Arts . Reading at Risk: A Survey of Literary Reading in America...

...-length essay published in an interwar period, “Three Guineas” ([1938] 2001), Virginia Woolf argues that the daughters of educated men must not prostitute their brains. “Adultery of the brain” is worse than selling one’s body, she says (191–92). This is what the responsibility to prevent...

...? This patient is Caucasian female, age 24, found unresponsive in her kitchen, slumped next to the stove with a gaping head wound, likely from a hammer of some kind. One apnea test and one scan. Zero activity. Not even a trickle of blood flow to the brain. And the next of kin? Well, there s your problem. She...

...Natasha Sajé © 2012 by Virginia Tech 2012 Natasha Sajé Happy and Sad come different ways through the brain —​ in one a feather is lofted on warm currents. In the other, lead talons drag you around a volcano’s rim. One’s a beach resort...

...Matthew Yeager © 2014 Matthew Yeager 2014 Matthew Yeager From The Gut Sonnets Ode on Cartoon Dancing Skeletons They’re perfect, like x-rays of Jesus. Brainless, Brain-free, they grin continuously, crazily, and clack Against themselves as they dance! They dance...

...Cole Depuy [email protected] Copyright © 2022 Cole Depuy 2022 Cole Depuy Whippets we inhale nitrous oxide from balloons think: this is how . . . mntns . . . leave the body gas = mass think: it makes us feel dizzy to ^ peak isn t that enough? being born w/ multiplying brain cells...

... for lemons. There are no trains to carry me away from my insatiability. Have all that salty salami and blow my brains out on sake. A thirst that starts in the back of the brain where all my secrets are smashed-up cars. Some kind of desire that pushes me to the river, my...

...Aaron Apps © 2014 Aaron Apps 2014 Aaron Apps From Queer Fat If I were pudding my brown brain sauce would leak down my fat and that would be these things called thinking. I, I was given an essay on cute things. I read how we gesture to control them. Squish their fatty element...

... continued to shape the direction of linguistics. In the late 1970s he modified his position to consider “principles and parameters,” grounding the principles of grammar in the brain and arguing that parameter settings, like on and off switches, determine the shape...

...) Intention, an "aboutness"—which I place into a word or a set of words, which I then toss out into the air. These words strike your ear and release their Intention into your brain—an Intention that wasn't there before and that, upon completion of the act of hearing or reading, is there, now...

.... J. R. shot himself because sumbitch was that rich. A synapse in the brain of a hobo spider shot J. R. because that’s what synapses in the brains of hobo spiders do. Jodie Foster shot J. R. because she wanted to impress Jodie Foster. Aaron Burr shot J. R. & he shot Alexander Hamilton...

... borrowed a grill lighter and a can of 8 the minnesota review hairspray, then torched his mother s honeysuckle bush, announcing, Here I am! the story of Moses and the burning bush crackling in Poe s post-Sunday school brain as he stood expectantly before the flames, eager to jumpstart his fate, watching...

... and not the boss man. “What happens if they catch you?” I asked Tommy over a snack. “You mean the zombies?” “Yeah.” “They eat your brain.” “Sounds like work.” I meant my job. Friday afternoon a package arrived from Delaware. A company I’d never heard of. A box in a box...

... in June and wonder if his hair carries flecks of the south pole, while you’re creasing your summer like a paperback. To travel the world is different when it’s up and down: if brain is north and body south, then the equator’s a bread knife, slicing the magician’s assistant...

... year, I betray my kin. Hard-wired to herd, they go where others follow. I lead them in. But even wild horses believe in sin. I’ve seen the way their eyes roll back in fear. Still, I betray my kin into that corral. Deceit’s a thin path beaten through my brain. So...

... into confused light with the matted grasses and blackened leaves below the field of ice where I blow on cold coals in a pit of ash and bone. Let it come from the calcium veins branching under graveyards, be root-sucked into breathing green, feed, flower this brain to see...

... argues that while the notion of AI was first floated as a deliberate provocation by Alan Turing in his 1950 manifesto The Turing Test, it has since influenced and been influenced by our understandings of the brain, the mind, and other biological and nonhuman systems. Waves of artists and computer...

... on my spine match the white spots lighting up my brain? Has my life, all along, been a rotting flower? The bumps grow and grow. They play make-believe: when I m older, I d like to be a flower. Oh, Remi, you missed them, those slinking warning signs. To do on Monday: browse caskets, sing church hymns...

... in the dark and snap them off at the participle, like stalactites from tidewater caves, an octopus staring up from pools of iridescent blue —​a big brain doesn’t make her human. ...