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Back Aisles (repeat)

Back Aisles (repeat) By Ashley Hutson   |  January 28, 2019
The library building was my body like your children are your body, like your spouse is your body. Its wood and glass grew out of my chest. It came with a key and code. 

Mosque/Musk

Mosque/Musk By Heidi Czerwiec   |  January 21, 2019
I want to tell you that the word 'musk' comes to us from the Sanskrit mushkas, meaning 'testicle,' testimony to source in the aromatic abdominal sacs of musk deer....

Say When, Say It Louder

Say When, Say It Louder By Rachael Peckham   |  January 14, 2019
You pinned me to the basketball court in the middle of gym class while Mrs. Thompson was busy tending to a "situation" in the locker room, or off fetching ice from the cafeteria....

Ghost Sigh

Ghost Sigh By Terry Parker   |  January 7, 2019
I survey the elegant glass skyline crowded on the tray: the fine-boned Chanel, curvy Burberry, sleek Cabochard. The bottles display various levels of fragrant amber liquid, belying their owner’s favor. Each has its unique cap or stopper, competing like fancy hats at the Derby....

It's Not Marriage. It's the Husbands.

It's Not Marriage. It's the Husbands. By Eric Farwell   |  January 2, 2019
In her debut memoir, For Single Mothers Working as Train Conductors, Laura Esther Wolfson, an American essayist and Russian translator for the PEN World Voices Festival, has written a complex book about three interacting subjects: her Jewish heritage, marriages to two Russian men, and her difficulties as a translator of Russian literature....

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