The Transparency Project
She watched her heart beating again and again like an unanswered question, like a phone in her chest that would not stop ringing. More
from Alt Vices
When I feel a human-sized void, is it instinctual that I fill it with a human? More
Two Poems by Forrest Gander
the woodpecker’s / long tongue, forked / at the base of its throat and / wrapped over the top of its head / and around the eye socket, /… More
The PEN Ten with Jynne Martin
"I live in a time and place where poetry is rarely read, much less taken as a provocation. I will reserve the term "daring" for writers in other parts… More
The PEN Ten with Lauren Cerand
In this week’s PEN Ten, our content director, Antonio Aiello, interviews Lauren Cerand, New York City book publicist and co-founder and curator of the PEN Ten interview series. More
When She Left
was her face moving or talking, were the words her own; was it because she was missing or because of something else; if moving how grainy, was it from… More
Four Poems by Emily Wilson
Is it to the power of flowering / between the red / and the far-red regions, / against the gloom, / the peony, the poppy, the rose, / the… More
The Quantum Theory of Suffering or Why I Look at the Moon
I only know this small piece of quantum theory: a thing does not exist until it is looked at or measured. That is, the moon does not exist until… More
Two Poems by Kirill Medvedev
On the day of my thirty-seventh birthday I ended up involved / in murdering the president. I was in charge of watching the windows of his palace / and… More
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