I’ve been a time- wasting machine, a type of mechanism science fiction does not care for, […]
Laura Cesarco Eglin
I run naked around the neighborhood, along the medians of a boulevard, wearing shoes, of course, […]
I run naked by Ignacio Fernández de Palleja – translated ...
Laura Cesarco Eglin is the author of Llamar al agua por su nombre (Mouthfeel Press, 2010), […]
An Interview with Laura Cesarco Eglin by Jesse Lee Kercheval
Earthquake I lie down in the face of what I’ll never be able to say […]
Poems by Eloísa Avoletta, translated by Laura Cesarco Eglin
The Tailor With an eye for measurement […]
Poems by Laura Cesarco Eglin, translated by Scott Spanbauer
VI Plastered rust profile without drachma pointed crest on the smooth insignia an unsuspected hollow in the […]
Of Death. Minimal Odes VI and IX by Hilda ...
Let’s aim for poppy seeds that are actually red. If we […]
Hike by Laura Cesarco Eglin
The book fell off the bed and I am not sure I’ll ever pick it up like […]