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Picture this tryst: Gogol’s nose and Kafka’s roach. When Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from troubled dreams, he found himself in bed with— a nose! Their love all clicks and …
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Unification of Church and State
His wooden rosary, a broken abacus, hangs on the bedroom wall, draped around a framed, colourized picture of a little boy kneeling bedside. Palms pressed, fingers steepled, whispering the saints’ …
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The females of my family extolled the virtues of our Queen, her cautious charm, the opera glove that sheathed the guiding arm. For this was ours, the Englishwoman’s mould. But …
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How Do You Like the Underworld?
The completely to me magical screen sits in the middle of this black desk, the one I put together with such trouble, following the instructions, muttering its nonsensical Swedish name …
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Verses from the Abstract
A young poet explains how he finds the words
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From the Drawer
I pulled this out to hang on a wall in my room. But the humidity in the drawer has damaged it. I won’t frame this photograph. I should have protected …
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The Very Big Sleep
The Goliath Casket company is keeping pace with an expanding funeral business
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If it walks like apocalypse. If it squawks like armageddon. If it stalks the earth like anaphylactic parturition. If the halo jams like septicemic laurels, if species recuse recuse if …
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