No. 29

In these times of fragments and fragmented times, what are the shapes of our comfort. Built and imagined. What gives boundaries and connection, healing and shelter, familiar pathways and points of rebellion.

Note

Fragments

No. 29

In these times of fragments and fragmented times, what are the shapes of our comfort.
Art

Maquette for Wall Mural

No. 29 Knox Martin

Art

Rubber Soul

No. 29 Knox Martin

Fiction

The Delivery

No. 29 Jhumpa Lahiri

A light push, perhaps even a gust of wind, would be enough to send her backward over the edge.
Poetry

The Alice Tully Show

No. 29 Colm Tóibín

Alone in America, / I tiptoe on the blurred line between the First and Second Amendments.
Photography

Great Salt Lake

No. 29 Neal Rantoul

Family History

Two Women

No. 29 Claire Messud

Needless to say—and it was never said—they hated each other.
Fiction

Dublin, We Were

No. 29 David Hayden

We can return home in our reflections, even when the city we knew, the city we were, has gone forever.
Fiction

Cats Are Hunters, After All

No. 29 Kat Thackray

It is not an argument you are willing to lose, so you say nothing.
Art

Maquettes

No. 29 Jena H. Kim

Interviews

The Syntax of Space

No. 29 Robert Kirkbride

Fiction

Compromise

No. 29 Ada Zhang

Everyone has stories they’ve kept to themselves.
Fiction

Green

No. 29 Steven Millhauser

In the deep hours of the night, a doubt came over some of us, but in the morning we were swept up once again in our desire.
Architecture

Four Houses

No. 29 Bruce Goff

Poetry

The Poem of the Bow

No. 29 Al-Shammākh ibn Ḍirār

For there to be friendship, some wrongs must be suffered.
Fiction

Tough Nickels

No. 29 Taisia Kitaiskaia

What I like about you, Larry, is precisely all those things that are wrong with you.
Fiction

Our Language

No. 29 Yohanca Delgado

Like memory, language changes. Our words eddy around the things we fear.
Fiction

Nazaré

No. 29 JJ Amaworo Wilson

“It’s a gift,” said the priest. “It’s an omen,” said the fortune-teller. “It’s big,” said the acrobat.
Poetry

The Made World

No. 29 Jenny Xie

We, who are made and unmade / by something we have no control over.
Poetry

To save the cell-phone battery—

No. 29 Kimiko Hahn

I keep looking out the window / because stopping cannot be seen.
Poetry

Two Poems

No. 29 Graham Foust

All I ask is to be brave in the face of it / and to be told what else to ask before your answer.
Poetry

Two Poems

No. 29 Matthias Göritz

It’s incredibly deep, people’s sleep / inside the downpour-machine
Poetry

The Palace of Justice

No. 29 Matthew Rohrer

Even the innocent / feel guilty stumbling / up those wide marble steps.
Poetry

Underworld Lit

No. 29 Srikanth Reddy

Sometimes I feel for the undead, sometimes the unliving.
Art

Bridge Cross the Missouri

No. 29 Joseph Yoakum

Fellow

Family Therapy

No. 29 Kyle Francis Williams

There were holes in the story but I knew they were made by the devil’s horns.
Fellow

This Is the Way

No. 29 Sylvan Thomson

He felt himself to be ill-defined, sketched very lightly on the surface of the world.
Fellow

Heart Problems

No. 29 Vicki Madden

I’d like to follow Flaubert’s advice and give you three vivid details about Violet, but I can only rely on news sources, which called her pretty and popular.
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