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Bruce Andrew’s books include I Don’t Have Any Paper So Shut Up (Sun and Moon Press) and Swoon Noir (Chax Press).
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August 4, 2021
I spot wind at the Texas inn where
my brother plays charcuterie, his head glowing with sweat.
As he peers into the cheese, my oblong sister
offers her face to violent vegetarians
and prognosticates the part about the bison;
indeed, this bison will have denied paradise to us
before we have even eaten.
my brother plays charcuterie, his head glowing with sweat.
As he peers into the cheese, my oblong sister
offers her face to violent vegetarians
and prognosticates the part about the bison;
indeed, this bison will have denied paradise to us
before we have even eaten.
by Sherah Bloor
July 28, 2021
Sanjay’s stepmother enters the dining room and
his monitoring bracelet records a flutter in his pulse.
Dr. Cameron shows the assistant how he applies
an electrode to the surface of the patient’s brain.
She sees a mountain blow away like it’s sand.
his monitoring bracelet records a flutter in his pulse.
Dr. Cameron shows the assistant how he applies
an electrode to the surface of the patient’s brain.
She sees a mountain blow away like it’s sand.
by Jesse Kohn
July 21, 2021
“Well, technically batshit,” I’d tell him, and I’d remind him that, seeing as we were trapped in this cave—“Cave?” he’d say, and I’d say, “Yeah, the cave we’re recovering from eye surgery in,” and he’d say, “Oh right”—and that seeing as we’d be thus—“pardon the expression,” I’d say—interred for at least as long as it took to recover, that the cave would be, for all intents and purposes, what we’d have to mean, from here on out, by the word world; and thus bats, who were the only creatures still flitting in and out of the cave’s narrow apertures and thereby participating in the larger ecosystem and importing to an otherwise inhospitable environment the most basic elements needed to sustain life, their excretions would need to be, for the foreseeable future, what we’d have to mean when we’d say sun.
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