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"She curls up in bed. Pulls the dirty sheets over her and starts to doze...Starts to doze until the room pulls her awake, overpowers her with its clutter, its scrawled notebooks and poems and letters to himself." More »

These are the things I did with the stick: / chewed it, waved it to the sky, poked myself / in the eye, pretended it was a daisy, pretended / it was an orchid, a tulip, lily, cigarette, / made it into a gun and shot my brother, nudged my brother to make sure he was dead, / nudged my brother to make sure he wasn’t dead More »

In the final two posts of the series, we expand the concept to feature the books translated by women that have won the PEN Translation Prize and the PEN Award for Poetry in Translation. More »

"There are certain people who don’t encrypt their e-mail, so we just create a coding system. Perhaps we are talking about having lunch at a certain restaurant, when in fact we are talking about meeting to do NSA research. It is a way to use codes to communicate." More »

"I once heard my mother say there should be a special word to refer to a betrayal by someone you love. The offense, she insisted, deserved a separate sentence, something less just, because a person with the capacity to do such damage doesn’t deserve justice." More »

Artist Ebin Lee takes a visual deep-dive into depression, body dysmorphia, and cultural invisibility in this piece presented by guest editor MariNaomi. More »

These works of literature have been judged to represent the finest writing by women worldwide, brought into English—from Russian, French, Polish, Norwegian, Danish, Portuguese, Spanish, Pashto, Japanese, Arabic, Hebrew, German, Lithuanian, Swedish, Korean, Italian, and Chinese—by the most skillful translators in the field. More »

the person I love / has a yellow spot in his eye / if he closes that eye several states away / does it still exist // the bells were ringing / when I left the building / this time that they’re saying / it doesn’t exist More »

"I don’t think it’s the responsibility of writers to do anything. We do it anyway—out of consciousness, not responsibility." More »

There were no voices to be heard, no words or fragments of sentences coming from the couple sitting there. Until I realized, with a quick glimpse, that they were communicating in sign language. And I began, discreetly, to watch them. More »


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