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Soft Shoulder (Excerpt)

18 Jan 2021

Soft Shoulder speaking softly / quick-stop-tongued lanky cur dog / lisping languid in jeans

In Which the Deer, Unwittingly or Not, Moves In

By: Nikki Caffier Smith

11 Jan 2021

a place nicknamed The Village of Fatherless Children

By: Stephanie Burt

4 Jan 2021

Imagine if you had—so to speak—no skin. If anybody could borrow your locked-up possessions.

By: Meep Matsushima

21 Dec 2020

We were just going to the grocery store.

A training session

By: Brigid Nemeton

14 Dec 2020

Is there any truth to what they say? That telepaths fall in love like breathing?

7 Dec 2020

Through mandrake groves and tangled vines, / Enchanted love, intoxicating wine.

Tequila Mockingbird | Matar un Ruiseñor

By: Raúl Gallardo Flores
Translated by: Juan Martínez

30 Nov 2020

I thought it was one of those reserved for tourists and ignorant throats. / pensé que era uno de esos reservados para turistas y catadores ignorantes.

By: Ruperta Bautista Vázquez
Translated by: Morgan L. Ventura

30 Nov 2020

drinking the symphony of the galactic parrot / bebe la sinfonia del pájaro galáctico / sk’upinbe sk’ejoj mutal yut vinajel

The Harrowing | Desgarrador

By: Gabriel Ascencio Morales
Translated by: Juan Martínez

30 Nov 2020

The painful stigmata did not let me drive for long. / El doloroso estigma no me permitió conducir.

The Revisionist

By: Michael Bazzett

23 Nov 2020

Everybody thinks at first that time has somehow been reversed.

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