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  • Vesper

    The sky is blue for reasons other than atmospheric ones.

  • Bartosz Konstrat translated from Polish by Dawid Mobolaji

    Suddenly: bam! The little boys rise from their knees, their teeth grow and begin to bite.

  • Four Poems

    Unable to return from my ashes

  • On Thumbing Through Smith’s Recognizable Patterns of Human Malformation

    And what of the bird-headed dwarfs

  • κάθαρσης

    Dr. Clark ordered daisies

  • Death Machine

    because the dead couldn’t speak

  • Same Screen

    Every summer the students at the Bread Loaf School of English

  • Four Poems

    I don’t like it

  • Mr. Blake’s Skin Don’t Dirt

    Because the vanishing point hovers

  • Wuhan

    Utopia, or dystopia,

  • Three Poems

    In the rainy sub-

  • Sky Grief

    Arizona and the Black Canyon