Born stateless in Germany and raised in New York City and its suburbs, Natasha Sajé is the author of three books of poems, including Vivarium (Tupelo, 2014), as well as a postmodern poetry handbook, Windows…
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* * * I. You already know how I feel about crows and the girls they follow, crows who make little distinction between a worm and an eye plucked from…
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In the space between film and reality, there is room for glamour, and it is through this glamour that the narratives presented become immersive— enrapturing, even. Heartbreak, too, is introduced…
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We arrive just in time to catch the tail end of the Youth Talent Showcase, drawn through the maze of fried-food stalls and dim animal-smelling warehouses by a thin, brave…
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Image Credit: “Last One In” by Matthew Oliphant I’m sitting in my car, idling in front of the gated entrance to a storage facility in Fallbrook. It’s 11:30 PM.…
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My girlfriend and I were walking back to my place from Target, whose red, illuminated sign had become my new moon, when I saw the Dumpster sitting behind the Cineplex…
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I noticed the correlation between secrets and smells from the confines of my dad’s house. Later, I discovered that both coexist outside as well. On one Saturday morning, my brother…