noise of waiting patiently resumed. It felt the same, Yet gradually the terms I used to measure out my ... the wires outside my window, in a cacophony of rage? 64 Issue 80 page ... Page 64 from Issue 80- At home or far away, here or on the way back from the store- Behind an ...

outlive me. & from my mouth this rainbow, wet & silvering. 80 Issue 119 page ... Page 80 from Issue 119 on miles of stratosphere, the piston work of wingbeat & ... outstretched glide, the long wail echoing from the throat, the fish within my jaws, struggling still, the ...

Page 80 from Issue 44 light. The far bank came into momentary view, a gravelly slope turning black ... secure footing at the water's edge. Dockerty clambered down to help him, and the sergeant major ... held the end of the rope. The madam stood gazing down on the scene below her. "Right in the ...

Page 37 from Issue 80 The cold, peculiar skin; and as if she's needed, Curls beside her ... her, until the smell Means nothing more than darkness might, until She can breathe slowly, normally, ... again. 37 Issue 80 page ...

watching yourself smile in that dream. I'm down here, shrill as always, counting off days in my ... Page 48 from Issue 80 Leopardi's La sera del di di Festa A few bedroom lights. The moon ... You're above it all, sleeping in your room. No night-sweats or pulsing throat, no shiver when world-stuff ...