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Cicadas | Christina Pugh
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Thalassophobia // Arlene Ang
The word for "sea" or "ocean" derives from the character for "mother" with on top, the character for "always" and, beside it, the one for "liquid."
Edoardo Fazzioli, Chinese Calligraphy (trans. Geoffrey Culverwell)i ( Read more... ) -
Though His Name is Infinite, My Father is Asleep // Larry Levis
When my father disappeared ( Read more... ) -
Diameter // Michelle Y. Burke
You love your friend, so you fly across the country to see her.
Your friend is grieving. When you look at her, you see that something’s missing.
You look again. She seems all there: reading glasses, sarcasm, leather pumps.
What did you expect? Ruins? Demeter without arms in the British Museum?
Your friend says she believes there’s more pain than ( Read more... ) -
She Had Unexplained Fevers // Jeannine Hall Gailey
some nights she just wasn’t ( Read more... ) -
Tony Hoagland, "Not Renouncing"
I always thought that I was going to catch Elena ( Read more... ) -
Like Lavrinia // Kimiko Hahn
Like Lavrinia Merli, in 1890 in Mojola, Mantua ( Read more... ) -
The Exquisite Foreplay of the Tortoise // Nicky Beer
Every movement of my body ( Read more... ) -
How to Walk in New York // Steve Duenes
Don't text.
Don't smile.
Don't be injured.
Don't break stride.
Don't hum what's in your headphones.
Walking in New York is not Mick Jagger. It is James Brown.
The beat depends on the day and the hour and the borough
and the street. In the Times Square subway station at
9 a.m. on a Monday, it is the opening drum sequence from
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Ode to Tanaquil Leclercq // Frank O'Hara
smiling through my own memories of painful excitement your wide eyes ( Read more... )