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  • Vesuvius

    No gazette ran the story,

  • Bruised Fruit

    These sun-poached pages like an old address book

  • From “The Last Letter of My Body”, translated from Russian by Anne O. Fisher

    it’s winter here: the winter rains come, the roses bloom

  • THE INVENTION OF FIRE

    In “Burning of three witches in Baden, Switzerland,” dated to 1585, three women lie on a large pyre watched by a circle of men.

  • Almost Lost Moment

    coming back in an incidental way,

  • That’s How We Met translated by Chenxin Jiang

    If only I didn’t have to grow up

  • Portrait | The Traveler

    Recollections of my infancy: a patio in Seville,

  • Exclusive Beautiful Grapheme War

    history means touch, bodies

  • Words

    Words are loyal.

  • The World Provides

    Someone somewhere must always be

  • The Just Measure and Eels

    I stay here on the balcony after the rain, peering at the sky of a rocky landscape,

  • Ars Polis

    way too human too fast way too boring too quick