The End of Ys

10th June Dahut Dahut Dahut. My name is a dirge. No one can bear to speak it, even Father. Probably he would say it was not his choice to name...
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Three Poems

most of my family’sinternational travelis being sent to warif we judge love wecan kill off anythingdragged by our hairacross the days untilthey make their wayinside our dreams where we get...
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An Act of Faith: A Pioneering Writer Feature with Kwame Dawes

Since the publication of his first book of poetry in 1994, Kwame Dawes has been reshaping the worldwide literary landscape. In addition to having written twenty books of poetry, two...
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Hanjia

The White Swan hotel in Guangzhou, where I’d been living for a year while training to take over my father’s shoe factory, was packed every evening full of strollers and...
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On the Train to Stavanger

Two of the things I will do on this train ride, I think, as I settle down in my seat, are look out the window at the scenery and listen...
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Voyeur

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& ? or I Only Dream When I’m in love

I keep dreaming about you & we’re kissing & this time we’re running rough through the parking lot to the party & Jensen’s racing us & complaining about how gross...
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Breaking Ground: A Debut Author Feature with Ling Ma

Before receiving her MFA from Cornell University, Ling Ma worked as a journalist and editor. Her writing had already appeared in Granta, Vice, Playboy, Chicago Reader, Ninth Letter, and elsewhere...
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Three Poems

can’t help repeatingthe same song same what with what withcan’t help the same song with what clickwhat with repeating repeating repeatinghelp click click what with what withwhat with click can’t...
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Brown Wool Hothouse of a Suit

Nine months before she died, my two brothers and I relocated my mother, Mollie, then ninety-three, into an assisted living facility, near enough to her old neighborhood so that her...
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Streets of Return: A Feature with Writers Without Margins

Dedicated to the fusion of art and advocacy, Writers Without Margins takes literature beyond conventional spaces. Our mission is to expand access to the literary arts for under-resourced communities in...
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The Small Island

There has been a blight about this island. Grain has ceased growing; livestock no longer breeds. Fields lie flat and the hills are barren, devoid of new life. As the...
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