Publications — Laura McCorry

Publications

Lady Death Tries the Dating Apps

forthcoming in Black Sheep Magazine
Time is Relative

The man holds up a finger.
“No, I see now. It’s not the future that troubles you.”
He picks up a long chain. At the end is a golden disc, encircled by a golden band. He flicks the disc and it spins freely inside the band. He stops it and slides his long fingernail along the edge to open a latch.
It’s a pocket watch.
“For the lonely heart that wants more time,” he says, holding it out to me.
A Case for Collecting Agatha Christie Cover Art

Agatha Christie has outsold Stephen King and J.K Rowling combined by about 2 billion books. Her work ranks only behind Shakespeare’s and the Bible as the most widely published books in history. And when she killed off one of her principle characters, Hercule Poirot, The New York Times published a front-page obituary for him.
Poetry Quarterly

Two of my poems, “Even on Good Day” and “Spring,” are published in this issue.
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6 Yoga Poses to Do in the Bedroom (It's Not What You Think)

It’s the end of another long day and all you want to do is crawl in bed and call it a night. Your back aches, your head hurts and you know you should put your phone down and unwind.
Here are six yoga poses you can do IN BED to ease strain in the body and prepare for a restful night’s sleep…
Morning Meditation Spot

When I think about meditation, I think about sitting down someplace like this: quiet, peaceful, with yellow butterflies (the Eastern Tiger Swallowtail) flitting from blossom to blossom.
But being Mama to two little ones, I don’t always get to sit down when I meditate.
Breathe Into Your Hips

If you’ve ever heard “breathe into [body part other than the lungs],” and been confused or written such instructions off as a meaningless hippie yoga phrase, this post is for you!
There are some things that yoga teachers say that just don’t make sense… until one day they do.
Practicing Presence

Lately I’ve found myself more drawn to silence, more drawn to sitting still and taking in the world as it presents itself. Life asking to be noticed in a small, quiet voice. It hasn’t paraded into my consciousness with fanfare and demanded attention. (There’s enough of that already, and we all know the strategy works, at least immediately.)