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West Branch 100, Fall 2022
In This Print Issue: Julia Chiapella, William Erickson, Beth Gylys, Dionne Irving, Gary Jackson, Aruni Kashyap, David Keplinger, Shara Lessley, Rosalie Moffett, Betsy Sholl, Chris Stuck, Daniel Torday, Jennifer Tseng, … Read the rest
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An Interview with Katy Didden
“But there’s a lot that’s disturbing in the world right now, and the more I quiet my mind, the more I can discern what matters.”
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S.J. Sindu Introduces Noah Farberman
“Noah Farberman’s work can make me laugh and break my heart at the same time. His ability to find and twist out comedy in unexpected situations continues to impress me. Farberman’s work gives readers a surreal mirror inside which we can find our most vulnerable selves.”
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Tomaž Šalamun
Translated by Matthew Moore Bava’s No Fun I had three sons and five daughters. They were chained up in the woods. Buddha passed them. He ate a plum. With his… Read the rest
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Kimberly Alidio
A dense field of sound, a relaxation, a reading of space an expansive internalization of projection in a room or on a street, a texture of internal-external perceptual activity, the … Read the rest
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James Swansbrough
Last Time we had to stretch her out flat on the living room ottoman & I had to straddle her chest with my legs to pin her arms at her … Read the rest
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Luci Huhn
Explaining to My Nephews How the Lake Turns Over I don’t like that they’re headed down two highways in opposite directions, away from me, their cars packed to the gills. … Read the rest
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This Long Winding Line: A Poetry Retrospective
“Kyrie’s sonnets aren’t only in conversation with historical events … but with the history of verse itself.”
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Tara Isabel Zambrano
Our Sons Wrote, Glorious Days Are About To ComeCW: Conflict Zone Violence After guerilla training in the mountains, our sons came back with machine guns and grenades, their cheeks soft-grizzled, their gaze scorched like Siachen glacier in sunlight, … Read the rest
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Nick Sabolik
Before We Stopped Speaking; EnoughBefore We Stopped Speaking I once watched my friend fall from a height of thirty stories and live. Well, not live, but you know what I mean. At first I … Read the rest
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