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Food Distribution Point Tour, Ifo Over a tundra of red sand they arrive eager as stadium fans, with laundry-like sacks and bags, separated into queues: men and women awaiting the globe’s provisions. I try not to look at their silt-soft eyes, but to parade …
… We Are Ready to Die The riot-damaged chamber of commerce. Peshawar and Karachi, Pakistan, January 2, 2008: … half an hour after police fired the tear gas, and chemicals still wafted in the air, stinging my eyes and nostrils. … We Are Ready to Die …
Poetry
… An accent we can recognize, as near Plain speech as common sense. Oh, we can tell The kind of talk that makes …
Poetry
At Great Point Let the waters of heaven be gathered into one place . . . Genesis 1 Is this the very face of an angry God, or simply his instrument? On calm mornings halos of light hovering over the water . . . a few feathers on the sand as if an angel has …
… how he swore on a book, shingle-voiced; and when his round died down, had said: will never whirl around a hub. Seen … Has for outer limits a flying wig. It will, he knows, come to rest again on him, as periwinkled as it was, and complete his composite skeleton: a gull breaking snails on …
Fiction
… Dreams Like This Must Die Illustration by Dani Choi. Then these women in a van … believe that diagonally across 17 there was another store—a competitor, I suppose—that sold seashells. Why didn’t … Mexico City just the day before; he’d packed the ampules, vials, and syringes inside six medium teddy bears. Had a …