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Jana Putrle Srdić
co-translated with Sue Vickerman The crushed-shell beach, dazzling white I have two amazing recurring dreams. In the first I’m flying over an island, or maybe it’s the coast, there’s a … Read the rest
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Traci Brimhall
Memento MoriIt has no hands or numbers, but the gold clock shows the hours, minutes, and seconds as slits of light. On top of the disk, a monstrous locust that grinds … Read the rest