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Textes by Shuzo Takiguchi

A snow lark hovers over the isolated Isle of the Dead A shadow on the beach is an echo of Venus who bestows upon me some ripened red fruit In this isolated moment waves produce a dream that seduces me

Textes by Shuzo Takiguchi

A snow lark hovers over the isolated Isle of the Dead A shadow on the beach is an echo of Venus who bestows upon me some ripened red fruit In this isolated moment waves produce a dream that seduces me

Abridged Abyss by Justin Taylor

David Berman committed suicide, and I’m like a blackbird that has flown into a bay window and awoken in a flower box, dizzy in gardenia shade, trying to get un-stunned and back on the wing before the neighborhood cats come round.

Bruce Boone by Evan Kennedy
Bruce Boone

Bruce Boone Dismembered selects from four decades of unflinching, intimate prose and poetry on gay life by the cofounder of San Francisco’s New Narrative movement.

from Some Girls Walk Into The Country They Are From by Sawako Nakayasu

Girl C is supposed to be hard at work today but she keeps missing her stops, slipping. As the train falls out of view once again, she returns to her world of desire, instead of the world of transport and commuting and punctuality. She allows herself to float into the passenger car, and her pockets empty themselves and her clothing flies off-screen as per instructions provided one hundred years ago.

Con Auto Gens by Laura Elrick

Around certain clusters of the dead, almost magnetically, a vortex of opacity gathers in the record. 

Three Poems by Rosmarie Waldrop

One must think of, but finally, I had to agree, not walk around naked, not in body or spirit. Not write about, when what is a word, at the risk of disconnection, no longer ask. What it would take. Acknowledge the dark, though with dreams in color and. If still possible. Moist skin against the page.

Four Poems by Mary Jo Bang

In any narrative, facts are present or not. One might assume the more facts, the better the constructed history, since facts are meant to reflect what can’t be computed by storytelling alone, which is said to be subjective and therefore inaccurate.

The Hermit by Lucy Ives

Zachary talks about wanting to be with someone because he feels like he can be a better person for someone else.

Four Poems by Jennifer H. Fortin

The challenge is not to launch into space. It is how to treat other people.

A.D. by Jericho Brown
Benlerner1 Body Body

Each wounds you badly, but no boy hurts
Like the first one did

(Irrelevant) Mass Delusion in Cajas by Mauro Javier Cardenas
2013 Tower Body

on the other hand if someone were to ask Leopoldo about his pilgrimage to Cajas, 

Late and Soon, Getting and Spending: Prose Sonnets on Dailiness by Jessica Baran

1. I’m not interested in propaganda.

Bhanu Kapil by Katherine Sanders
Bhanu Kapil

As rioting continues in the UK, Bhanu Kapil’s first book, The Vertical Interrogation of Strangers, now published ten years ago, feels as relevant as ever, giving us a chorus of voices talking about dismemberment and change.

Auto-Tune by Ben Lerner

The phase vocoder bends the pitch of
  my voice toward a norm.

Three Poems by Laura Mullen

This First Proof contains the poems “Ghost Mist (Pacific Coast Highway),” “With,” and “Glitch.”

Poem Written From November 30 to March 27 by Juliana Spahr

After September 11, I kept thinking that the United States wouldn’t invade Afghanistan. I was so wrong about that.

Three Poems by Jamey Dunham


The apes are mulling about the magazine racks and rhinoceros are shuffling their feet. 

At the Moment of Destruction, You Stop to Examine the Wreckage by Laura Migdal

Our love arrived on a platform of the subway station at Grand Army Plaza.

Two Poems by Albert Mobilio

Misled as to the nature of your overtures, still I ended up waking in your royal house on a bed of snow-colored leaves to the sound of sibilant birds.

Scenarios by Jaime Pablo Guevara Miraval
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