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From Thought-Forms: A Record of Clairvoyant Investigation
Sarah Mangold | POETRY | "Spirit Psychic Living | Dead..."
Poetics of Limbo
Michelle Phương Hồ | AWARD FOR HYBRID WRITING | "To be recognized in this country, I became a defendant. I was handed an orange bucket..."
Field Notes
Fields Delmar | NONFICTION | "As a family physician and obstetrician, I tend to people and their families. My clinic day usually includes.."
My Sister's Foot is Haunted
Stephanie Macias | GRASP | "SHE WEARS A red sock to keep it quiet..."
A Guidebook, This Pen
Sasha Hom | AWARD FOR HYBRID WRITING | "No . . . We don’t know . . . These meetings? . . . Yes, I know . . . Every Wednesday . . ."
The Woman Who Fell Out the Window
Marianne Chan | ESSAY | "IMMIGRATION STORIES ARE origin stories and, like many origin stories, ours begins with a fall..."
Three Poems by Despy Boutris
Despy Boutris | POETRY | "I’m not asking for much. Only everything: to sprawl in every open field, to never age, to always be the most..."
Afterimages
Ariel Chu | APERTURE | "The day we meet, we bond over our broken hearts. Walking around the man-made marsh..."
Where You Want To Be
Fullamusu Bangura | NONFICTION | "ON MY LAST trip home to DC, I sorted through what was left of my childhood belongings..."
I am Cleopatra
Julie Moon | DIARY | "MY NAME IS Cleopatra. If someone orders me killed, they might do it for the soil..."
Three Poems by Diannely Antigua
Diannely Antigua | POETRY | "before I killed the person I couldn’t love. I still see her shadow."
LET THE DOG SEE THE RABBIT
Jessica Klimesh | FICTION | "THE CONVERSATION is simple at first. The basic transaction of transaction."
Because the Sun Hath Looked Upon Me
Granville Carroll | ART | "Who am I but a mask the world places upon me?"
Suffer the Lilies
Joni Tevas | NONFICTION | "CRAWLED SLOWLY DOWN the rows, picking stones. Some said the devil sowed them every winter, a thing she knew..."
Self as Substrate
Jason Bulluck | ENGAGE | "Norman invokes the fungal in her read of Black fungibility. And for Norman, the near homonym is critical."
Impure Whiteness of Noon & I'm Tired of Talking About Myself
Yanique Norman | ART | "An attempt to flesh out Hemings’s emotional self by presenting a deeply complicated woman."
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