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Heavily Redacted
Luiza Flynn-Goodlett
‘Syllables are excised by / X-Acto, fed into a shredder / for good measure.’
Two Calamities
Renee Gladman
‘Things were starting to line up: history was speaking, which hardly ever happened to me.’
I’ll Come Later Tomorrow
J.V. Foix
‘all in black, her arms raised in the air, their shadow sketching some malign bird I couldn’t recognize’
Black Rot and Mildew
Leontia Flynn
‘a look I’d managed to accessorize / with raw dermatological distress.’