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Fiction

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Green

In the deep hours of the night, a doubt came over some of us, but in the morning we were swept up once again in our desire.

No. 29 • Steven Millhauser


 

Cahiers

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Time’s Weather

I let myself be carried by my language as if it were endowed with tiny wings.

No. 23 • Friederike Mayröcker


 

Poetry

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Flower Cart

The pool was covered by a sheath of leaves

No. 06 • Lisa Fishman