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Arizona

Changing Hands Bookstore
300 W Camelback Rd
Phoenix, AZ 85013

District of Columbia

Politics and Prose Bookstore
5015 Connecticut Avenue NW
Washington, DC 20008

Maine

Longfellow Books
1 Monument Way
Portland, ME 04101

Maryland

Atomic Books
3620 Falls Road
Baltimore, MD 21211

Massachusetts

The Bookloft
332 Stockbridge Road
Great Barrington, MA 01230

New York

H.A.S. Beane Books
5 East Market Street
Red Hook, NY 12571

Import News
5 Oliver Street
New York, NY 10038

McNally Jackson Books (Nolita)
52 Prince Street
New York, NY 10012

Oblong Books & Music
6422 Montgomery Street
Rhinebeck, NY 12572

Our Bookshop
97 Partition Street
Saugerties, NY 12477

Spoonbill & Sugartown, Booksellers
218 Bedford Avenue
Brooklyn, NY 11249

The Golden Notebook
29 Tinker Street
Woodstock, NY 12498

Three Lives & Company
154 West 10th Street
New York, NY 10014

North Carolina

Malaprop's Bookstore/Cafe
55 Haywood Street
Asheville, NC 28801

North Dakota

Zandbroz Variety
420 Broadway N
Fargo, ND 58102

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Conjunctions:75

Dispatches from Solitude

Fall 2020
Edited by Bradford Morrow

Online

All Cities Burn

by Katharine Coldiron

November 25, 2020

The smell was profound, suffocating, singular. My skin and clothes stank until I washed them; I had to stop at a gas station and wet my shoes under a faucet and scrub them with disintegrating Kleenex because the smell hung so potently in my car. It was dead fish and bird droppings and the bottom edge of a body of water, brought to the light and baked too hot. I once visited a blooming corpse flower at the Huntington and it smelled alive, at least. This was death of a hundred kinds braided together.

Three Poems

by Elizabeth Robinson

November 18, 2020

Where there is no fact, there can be no consolation.

We chose to be plural in the presumed grace of what

is presumed to be moving in the dark.

Nuntle Shtuli

by C. P. Boyko

November 11, 2020

You, Shtuli, went to a school and sang a few songs.
            The children, with skybright eyes, listened rapt, their mouths hanging moistly open.

Strumming my balalaika, I, Shtuli, sang.

Shtuli, you asked Asfalyi, your child, to come to a noisejazz concert with you.
            “I’d rather stay home and read my grimoire tonight, to be honest, Boombi,” Asfalyi said.
            “That’s all right,” you gloomily said. “I’ll go by myself.”