March 1, 2016


By Amir Or

In this vulnerable, resting, sunset light the eye is thickened with shadow, deepened by absence. Things hang in space, ground down by being seen, transparent— and the mode they exist […]

March 1, 2016


By Tara Skurtu

1. Would This Were Would this were the weary quiet of a medicated nap. Would I could watch the insides of eyelids while sleeping, my world blind as a bundle […]