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Page 56 from Issue 80

Page 56 from Issue 80 But the view was grand-low hills on the horizon and the sun just beginning ... divide, merging ahead to two lanes then to three, the sun already dropped behind the hills, when the thin ... moon rose in the lavender sky. 56 Issue 80 page ...
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Page 34 from Issue 110-111

I wasn't wearing gloves and my hands burned numb. Suddenly, I felt choked up and I started to run as if ... break with a spade. They couldn't feel the cold because they were the cold. Maybe they could ... hear the wind, but they couldn't see how even colder than earth the boulder of moon looked ...
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Page 278 from Issue 45

arm has gone completely numb, it's not there, it's amputated, I've only one ... island who scarcely know where they are or what they're doing here or what in hell it's ... gone? Christ hear us, Christ graciously hear us, I'm gripping the wheel so hard that my left ...
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Page 99 from Issue 31

once when underneath the moon you held your breath for want of words. I had another uncle. He got drunk ... And he fell into a dead faint across me. I found out that he had gone to the family cemetery, carried ... The sun streamed through the open window. A rough hand on my shoulder woke me up. As I looked up ...
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An Introduction to the Video Essays

Sarah Minor
video, “Orbital Decay,” Erin Lynch shows us two streams of parallel images. A hand traces a marble ... orbitals, two eyelids blinking. Or perhaps we finally visualize a real simultaneity, like that of being ... hipline while, beside it, a woman presses cold cream into the crevice between her nose and her cheek. ...
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Hope at the Edge

Garry Cooper
in, the gateway to dropping temperatures and a cold night. I crouched under a rocky overhang, actually ... clearly I heard my voice. “Take your time,” the me on the riverbank responded, as steady and supportive as ... with the disappearing sun, the chill growing—I couldn’t find the shirt I’d hung on some log to dry, nor ...
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Page 109 from Issue 80

Page 109 from Issue 80 course angles steeply down and as it dives into the Ring I know. I know why ... into its orbit. See, there, iridium, it says, and swivels my cameras everywhere around me. Feel, there, ... the status of your tanks. Feel hunger, feel thirst, feel the ice around you sleeping, see it fall. ...
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Origins

Jacob Newberry
origin is the waves you hear as you lie down that night, the pillow cold on your face, your cheeks bright ... I would have gone there first. I would have taken that plank and brought it home with me. Wood floats ... and flush from the day’s sun. My origin is unmelted particles of glass. My origin is Mississippi. ...
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Page 30 from Issue 70

Page 30 from Issue 70 On the planet of sadness in a happy time. (We did not, then, Miss you, ... gone Into the dark with my mother and father. But then- Oh, then! How bright their faces shone that ... a church calendar almost empty of days. Now: say: then: who among you might not open your flesh On an album ...
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Page 132 from Issue 49

Fall 1980
maneu­ verings, this can be worked into a mosaic whose picture moves and changes with the changing sun ... Katria-a thin-aired planet where atmosphere is released from volcanic fissures in the north and shipped in ... across five thousand light-years of dark. We had paused on some vasty station orbiting one of ...

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