Poetry
Parched When I woke up this morning I was thirsty for waterso I went into the kitchen and made a coffee. Then
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a quarto for L.B. all alone in the dark
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I’ll tell you from experience that the night sky looks different after your mom dies. When the moon is out and you
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a cicadaeats itself whole a cicadaisn’t scared of you. At the hotel, the sky was. A gold balloonshaped like #1 flew past the
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I bore the badlands, burned my birth certificate in a sweat of cedar. Shed light upon the burial. So obsessed with stars I
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Shock On Friday before Halloween weekend I was, at long last, pregnant. I’d taken the day off to prepare for my favorite
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Apple peels curling pinkly on the kitchen table, their white meat tart and cold when I bit into their crescent shapes. Because I
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“It’s not always easy to tell the difference between thinking and looking out the window.” —Wallace Stevens, Letters (1966) * * * “Where do
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Ryan and I had decided we were too old to be parents. We’d just met too late in life for this to
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this essay was first published in THE DEAD ARE GODS (Melville House, 2023) I am not really a believer. I suppose the
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Voronezh, Russia, 26 December 2018 When I got off the bus, my grandmother was there at the bus stop in her brown
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Willadean was the one who suggested we take the cat home. If it was up to me, I would’ve left it meowing
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We watched free solo about the guy who climbed el capitan with no ropes always one finger grip away from death and
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A blue backpack, filthy, open. Five-year-old Liza was miles from the campsite—metres? What was a mile? Minutes. It had taken her roughly
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I was walking into the building where I work. It’s on Illinois, off West Market. When I was halfway in, I heard
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The only flowers you can’t pick on the island are wood lilies. They shoot out of the ground in clusters, orange with
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Nobody said anything outright but there was always some insinuation. Maybe their eyes wouldn’t blink, or their voices went high as they
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The Arrest, in all its surreal narrative trappings, supercars, and Hollywood theatrics, wants to know if words can save us in a
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Speaking to the The Guardian as a finalist for the Man Booker International Prize in 2015 (a prize he later won), Hungarian writer
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By Abby Dockter I am on another plane trip. Patchwork farms, webs of highways, wide rivers and furry green mountains, all pierced
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Animal Collection – I grasp for words to describe it. It is modern. It is postmodern. It is fables. It is magical
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The beginning of Anthropologies feels like something you’ve remembered before—a frail mother recounts stories for a middle-aged daughter. But then, the daughter
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Jon Riccio interviews Samuel Rafael Barber about his new book, Thousands of Shredded Scraps of Paper Located Across Five Landfills, That if
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Jon Riccio interviews Robert Carr about his new book, The Unbuttoned Eye.
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"I feel that one of my missions in life is to chip away at the idea of human exceptionalism, the idea that
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Venita Blackburn, author of the short story collection Black Jesus and Other Superheroes (her 2017 debut, published as a result of her
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CHARLES YU is the author of three books, including the novel How to Live Safely in a Science Fictional Universe, which was a New
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What is it about the genre or cross-genre you write in that interests you/draws you in? I’m drawn to forms animated by
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