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Cotton Variation

Cortney Lamar Charleston

‘fibrous little trauma fruit, wan little wound-licker’

Two Poems

Julia Copus

‘The me that was then / follows, watching from the dark / theatre of my skull.’

The Politics of Feeling

Nick Laird

‘Everything already is fraying at the edges if not completely gone.’

In Ballard

Alissa Quart

‘We name stuff and hope / that’s proof. How / reporting works.’

Three Poems

Miyó Vestrini

‘It was fake that your hugs were convulsive / and your furies unpredictable.’ Translated by Cassandra Gillig and Anne Boyer.

Two Poems

Jana Prikryl

‘his balance / between person and / abstraction’s so stirring I want no other token for anything can happen’