By Logan February A name is something given, passed like a note that was never meant to be read because the receiver already knows what it says. But I…
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I’ve come to the conclusion that no matter how many Twitter followers I nab, how many degrees I earn, or even how many times I file my taxes, when it…
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[Photo Collage by Laura Vena] Let us sum up Clarice Lispector’s “Amor/Love” first. 1960. A woman – Ana – is taking the tram home. She is a wife, mother, homemaker.…
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ConversationFeaturedInterviewLanguagePoetryInterview with Andrew Wessels, writer of A Turkish Dictionary, 1913 Press
[Images Provided by Andrew Wessels] In Andrew Wessels’ A Turkish Dictionary, Istanbul is a palimpsest on which the writer seeks to trace the marks left behind—the umbral residue of displaced…
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Photo taken in 2008 in Gałów, Lower Silesia, with my grandmother, Jadwiga Chabsińska née Wilczyńska, shortly before her death. On the art of feeling lonely in language and feeling less-lonely…
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By K[EI] Kaimana Art by Kristen Stone Note: This contrapuntal poem is best read on screen sizes with a width of 770 pixels or greater. Smaller screen sizes may rearrange lines into…
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Editor’s note: This column is part of a series called Name Tags, about issues related to names and naming. You can find the original Call for Submissions here. Art by…
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(the writer first day of Kindergarten: julius-james dodd circa 1997) Editor’s note: This column is part of a series called Name Tags, about issues related to names and naming. You can…
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Editor’s note: This column is part of a new series called Name Tags, about issues related to names and naming. You can find the original Call for Submissions here. Art…
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[art by Kristen Stone] Hello! My Name Is Maybe Henry Milks, aka/fka Megan Milks, for now. I am pleased to introduce you to Name Tags, a new column devoted to…