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Book of Dolls
The psychoanalyst has left the building
Bruce Bond
Raccoon in a Trap
The kidskin of his clever paws
Mark Wunderlich
Bartosz Konstrat translated from Polish by Dawid Mobolaji
Suddenly: bam! The little boys rise from their knees, their teeth grow and begin to bite.
Bartosz Konstrat
Undelivered letter from the Rev. Charles Smale to The Times, 1874 | Xiuhmolpilli, or The Binding of the Years, November 1507*
We have spent too long debating Darwin in these pages
Jonathan Taylor
Wozzeck | Casualty
Even the toneless whisper finds its cradle, its home,
Bruce Bond
Amusements
These are the long days that fill with night
Ernest Hilbert
A God | A Poet | “Facesti come quei che va di notte…” | The Mocking of Ceres
Here lies a god who was obtuse, just like us.
Yves Bonnefoy
LIGHT OF THE MOON, PATRIMONY, AN UNWANTED LIGHT
We listened as a pair of owls rousted
Robert Wrigley
Security: A Q & A
What was your favorite part-time job? What do you
Lynnell Edwards
from Fourteen Fourteenliners
Why can say passion fruit for instance always begin again
Hsia Yü
The Town of Horne
I can only find it when I take
Christopher Brean Murray
Pick Me Up
the words love you, friend
Eleni Sikelianos
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