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IN JANUARY
Low sky, slow air, and nothing much
Julie Bruck
A Brief History
When I close my eyes I can still hear
Christopher Buckley
Where the Robins Took Me and Northern Flicker
Robins settle on the earth
Sally Bliumis-Dunn
The Movie My Murderer Makes
My murderer sits in row F, seat 3, just behind my wife and me, in row E, seats 3 and 4.
Chris Shipman
Essay: Domestic
Brassiere
Chelsea Wagenaar
From The Little Book of Passage
Ecco il fiume che mi allarga lo sguardo, che mi attraversa la fronte.
Franca Mancinelli
A Provisional Topography | One of the Many Stories of Sounds | Sooner or Later
On the Weichsel River, before the war. You see
Jürgen Becker
PROTECT YOUR HOME (Interpret It Well), a short film with music by Ches Smith
The composition has two movements, one slow and one fast.
Frank Heath
Mishap
At the soiree, a hot ticket zooms off with a hot potato into the toy
Bruce Cohen
Ultimatum
If I forget one character a day
Weijia Pan
Ancestral Home
Frangipani, its petals warm milk around
Megha Rao
The Authentic Galleries
Begin again. Begin with the wound.
G.C. Waldrep
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