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Reminiscence

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Worcester: A Free People’s Workshop

Nobody told us our voices were wrong.

No. 28 • Cheryl Savageau


 

Poetry

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On Death: Little Odes

Contraction’s flash: / My love, I know / It’s you.

No. 28 • Hilda Hilst


 

Fellow

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Meeting Points: Between and In Between Subject and Object

The articulation of a word dissolves, and the most carefully strung together sentence falls apart.

No. 26 • Cleo Mikutta


 

Fellow

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Basic Training

My sister and I were only small-scale sinners.

No. 24 • Mahreen Sohail


 

Poetry

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Eternal Return

Nietzsche says that we live / our lives to live them again, / exactly as they were lived.

No. 24 • Dan Chelotti


 

Portrait

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Pita in the Arms of God

I believe in the time of my glands and arteries.

No. 23 • Elena Poniatowska


 

Feature

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Almanac

History is in the panorama, buried like old stones or sediment from an older era.

No. 16 • Robert Sullivan


 

If You See Something

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Ekphrases: Bennett Sims on the Edge of Death

There is a famous photograph taken at the edge of death: inside a car parked by the sidewalk are all manner of large dogs, looking directly into the camera.

No. 13 • Bennett Sims


 

Focus

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Barren

We met exactly two years ago today at Apollo Harbor.

No. 07 • Saadat Hasan Manto


 

Feature

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Murdered

The Academy Award winning film editor and sound designer Walter Murch is known for his work on such films as The Godfather, Apocalypse Now, and The English Patient, but over the past decade he has also been at work translating the Italian writer Curzio Malaparte, who served in a voluntary brigade of Italians fighting alongside the French during World War I, and worked as a war correspondent during World War II.

No. 07 • Curzio Malaparte


 

Fiction

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Li Ling

In the ninth lunar month of Tianhan 2 (99 B.C.E.), during the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Commander of the Cavalry Li Ling led a force of five thousand foot soldiers north from the border fort of Zheluzhang.

No. 08 • Atsushi Nakajima


 

Poetry

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On the Last Evening on this Earth

On the last evening on this earth, we sever our days / from our trees, and count the ribs we will carry along / and the ribs we will leave behind

No. 08 • Mahmoud Darwish


 

Cannibal Translation

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True History: A Rendering

You need to think carefully / about what I don't know how to tell you

No. 31 • Bernal Díaz del Castillo


 

Fiction

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A Lot of Good It Does Being in the Underworld

It's not damnation that sends you there. It's the instinct for return.

No. 31 • Corinna Vallianatos


 

Poetry

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My Sister Likes Girls and Does Not Return for My Mother’s Fiftieth

No. 31 • Tawanda Mulalu