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Richard Jackson

the story / the two white women will not retract, despite the fact / that inside each story we tell another writes itself

Julia Kissina

When the dogs had finished their business, they were, for quite some time afterward, unable to disentangle, and the Abbot asked us not to disturb them. After he had anointed them with holy water, they slid apart and scurried out of the temple. I followed them out into the street.

Andrea Jurjević

the intoxicating ministry of dusk, the anchor of daylight lifting, sheets white / like a freshly crushed pill, // the vortex of the body and the clap of the / coral tongue...

Matthew Olzmann. Photo by Margarita Corporan

Matthew Olzmann

Before we go any further, I want to publicly acknowledge // that I love every person in this room. I mean it. / We’ve traveled from all over to be here, and I love / each of you, all of you, every last one of you, except / Harold

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