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  • Poem

    From the magazine:how we survived: 爺爺’s pantoum (i)

    By River 瑩瑩 Dandelion
    you had to know the currents, & the sun
    stay shallow to keep warm in the waters.
    you had to believe you…
  • Poem

    From the magazine:Бомбосховище

    By Dmitry Blizniuk
    підвал. дальній кут і там старий
    згорнутий у колючу більярдну кулю.
    лікті й коліна випирають крізь …
  • Poem

    From the magazine:Підземний пляж

    By Dmitry Blizniuk
    квартири кришаться під вибухами
    як трухляві пні.
    автівки згорають немов тополиний пух.
    тиша здувається
    і…
  • Poem

    From the magazine:The Bomb Shelter

    By Dmitry Blizniuk
    Translated By Sergey Gerasimov
    the basement. the remotest corner and an old man there
    is curled into a thorny billiard ball.
    the elbows…
  • Poem

    From the magazine:

    The Underground Beach

    By Dmitry Blizniuk
    Translated By Sergey Gerasimov
    apartments are crumbling in the explosions
    like rotten tree stumps.
    automobiles are burning like fluff…
  • Poem

    From the magazine:how we survived: 爺爺’s pantoum (ii)

    By River 瑩瑩 Dandelion
    we wore watermelon husks to hide
    lost cargo floating east to hong kong
    water lilies & crickets our last…
  • Poem
    By Frank X. Walker
    This was the first time
    we really look at each other
    and not be able to tell
    who master the cruelest
    who…
  • Poem
    By Frank X. Walker
    is just a fancy word white officers
    use when they bark
    roll over, nigger! or sit up and beg, boy!
    —and …
  • Poem
    By Frank X. Walker
    Call her Moses, Conductor,
    already Legend. Call her Nurse attending to open wounds.
    Call her Thief, Grand…
  • Poem

    From the magazine:Robben Island

    By Pamela Sneed
    The only antidote I may have to Trump’s election
    is in a small ferry to Robben Island
    one that shuttles…
  • Poem

    From the magazine:War. Day 294

    By Olga Livshin
    December. In Odesa,
    power stations, shelled.
    Your father’s friend
    shivers in his apartment
    crammed with …
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