“Untitled (Say Goodbye, Catullus, to the Shores of Asia Minor), Cy Twombly, 1994” by Michael Dhyne
Where there was a meadow,a shore. Wouldn’t that be beautiful, he thought— to return by sea, which...
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Where there was a meadow,a shore. Wouldn’t that be beautiful, he thought— to return by sea, which...
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Outside, the swarm. The dog found it first,ran crying, and now we’re both wearing balaclavasin...
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I am seventeen and driving fast on a two-lane highway with the windows open. It’s late afternoon,...
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It takes very little to become a difficult patient. Having questions, feeling unexplained or...
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I am sleeping when the pain starts, dreaming of full hospitals and empty classrooms, a dark...
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Piya has just turned thirty. She works in her family’s hotel. Tonight she will become pregnant. In...
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There’s nothing much wrong with the Bridgeway Motor Court. The carpet in Coleman’s room is dappled with burn marks, and the exterior wall, the one with the windows, has these psychedelic zigzags at the bottom, like somebody’s kid was left to run their crayons back and forth over the same spot, rubbing them down to the nubs. It’s cheap, though, the motel, and there aren’t any bugs.
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