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As a woman, rested as a man.
Volume I: Pattern Machines
In our inaugural issue of original essays, fiction, poetry, and art, we explore how technology impacts the human condition.
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“They Are Unkillable”
Castle Doctrine
by Miles Klee and Madeline Gobbo *** The man under the bed held his breath. The opening wasn’t wide enough for a body, but it looked like an escape. The man hadn’t heard the alarm in time to make his. The wobbly electric sobs made him want to call his mother. He would be late…
Read More“Lights”
by Dakotah Jennifer I am painfully aware of how alive I am… or am not. I am painfully aware of things ending & beginning. I am painfully aware of tiptoeing down the hall at night. There is no hall. There is no night. Those back roads are the hall. The highway is the hall. Life…
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All My Friends Live In My Phone and So Do I: Part V
Keeping the Lights On by Michael Malloy “Sayin’: Ain’t I pretty, and ain’t I cute, and look at my skin, Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry, When you can’t even sense if they got any insides” I’m getting tired of using…
Read Moreon seeing a beggar in Harvard Yard
by Dominick Knowles Dominick Knowles is a queer poet and Ph.D. student in English at Brandeis University. Their areas of study include modernist literature, Marxist critique, and the poetry of the radical Left. Their essays have appeared in Viewpoint Magazine & Modernism/modernity Print Plus; their poems have appeared in several independent publications.
Read Morelike moon rose
by Dominick Knowles half moon rising like a like moon rose, dusk cooling a clamshell of dust that settles around the earth & the dusted earth flinches. see the beveled medford moon risen like a dish of yellowed bone, or a piece of amber come loose from the sky. trace its beams past the Maoists…
Read More“honey, ash”
by Dominick Knowles a splinter of light piercing me from behind–– i move like a humbled bird across the floor. i’m writing poems again with god’s upturned palm against the back of my thigh. a sweet wind like honey and ash coats the latitude of my throat, lungs & stomach thick with the warm syrup…
Read MoreRideshare Drivers Recognize Shared Interest, but the Gig Economy Demands New Tactics
by Melanie Buer Thousands of Uber and Lyft drivers in multiple countries logged off their apps and went on strike on May 8th to protest Uber’s impending IPO. This unprecedented move by gig economy workers to mobilize against their employer was a noteworthy display of dogged collective organizing— with, unfortunately, underwhelming results. In the UK,…
Read More“Mother Earth Cries in the Pharmacy Drive-Thru at Walgreens”
by Nikki Wallschlaeger The unfoldment continues. The pills work less and less but she still gives them her name for the system, their valiant system, her phone number, her accumulation of points for consumable goods that will outlast her. Maybe it won’t end the way she thinks it will. There’s a long line ahead of…
Read More“A Lost Position”
Nikki Wallschlaeger People get lost as they can be long as they are willing to go, and then they ask to go further. Give me a leader, they say, we want to go farther than before, so a new leader is created out of their ignorance from the deepest blood cut. New leader gets in…
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