Mitana

Dusan Mitana

In that steam bath, where everyone was soaked to the skin, our completely dry hands touched. My mouth had also dried up from excitement, and I was sure hers had too.
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Political Knott: David Rivard on Bill Knott’s “VOI (POEM) CES” | The Poem

One thing we can be certain of: were he alive, Bill’s poems would differ greatly from most of those now being written about our political situation.
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Giuseppe Taurino

Giuseppe Taurino

Everyone I know has one idealized memory of their family, a picture of harmony or happiness that stands apart from the mess of it all.
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Katrina Naomi

Katrina Naomi

titless as she is, the female is there / no matter what’s been taken from her
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Tea Tulic

When Dad bought us a VCR, my brother and I watched horror movies every afternoon. At night I used to cover my neck with the sheet. Kept the wardrobe shut. Took care of the monsters under the bed. Howled at the full moon. Drank water with garlic.
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Poetry

Katrina Naomi

Katrina Naomi

David Sergeant

David Sergeant

Bohuslav Reynek

Bohuslav Reynek

Mirka Szychowiak

Mirka Szychowiak

Mark Yakich

Mark Yakich

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Fiction

Mitana

Dusan Mitana

Giuseppe Taurino

Giuseppe Taurino

KAX_5469

Tea Tulic

Israel Centeno

Israel Centeno

Ricarda Huch

Ricarda Huch

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