Wednesday 20 September 2017

Giuseppe Taurino

Giuseppe Taurino

  AS CLOSE AS WE’LL EVER GET   The Razi family over the Atlantic: we fill the middle section of a ten-seat row somewhere along the...
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LS McKee

L.S. McKee

An unsmashed window. It arrived / cumbersome and clear. My father stumbling under its weight: / the veins of his forehead like lightning as the house shook / from its last silence.

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