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On a day in February the Evpatoria beach Is pummeled by a heavy, ice-cold wave And a […]

To One Born in Crimea by Gennady Katsov, translated by ...

You end up here, in the country of turkeys, A person from nowhere, of all other perspectives […]

You can’t sow words in a field and grow truth. The trace of his burned the […]

Before the others I wake to hear the quiet, to listen in as it performs its […]

In Ireland, “fuck” is like a comma.” – Adrian Frazier I […]

Those graves and our boulevard divide the morning light, and steer […]

MONEY IS AN INHERENTLY VOYAGING THING: A Micro-Interview with Mark Wagner by Elaine Sexton ES: Mark, […]

THE SENSATION OF BEING LOST: A Micro-Interview with Jeremy Wood by Elaine Sexton ES: Your project […]

TO NEGOTIATE OTHERNESS INTO THE WORK: A Micro-Interview with Hayv Kahraman by Elaine Sexton ES: The […]

I had the pleasure of interviewing our Prose Open judge, Joanna Howard, on behalf of Tupelo Quarterly. Joanna […]

NATCHEZ I saw ankles turn as the rocker moved. I could smell the distance between cypress and […]

The crows nest in a tree with a plaque, some place a football player in summer training […]