by Eamonn Gallagher

Marrow and Bone – Walter Kempowski

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The overall mood of the novel combines these two elements, of trauma and consumption, the trauma kept at arm’s length while the consumption is real, material, and close.

A Field on Fire – ed. Mark D. Hersey and Ted Steinberg

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Academic modes of production are shockingly ill-suited to a crisis, and certainly ill-suited to a crisis of this scale.

Herlands – Keridwen N. Luis

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The impulse of withdrawal can sharpen continuously to a fine point.

I Have Never Been Able to Sing – Alexis Almeida

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At the conclusion of this litany of haves, have-nots and have-nevers, we are left with a better idea of what it means to be a self, a thing which is only partially apprehensible to the person occupying it.

The Seas – Samantha Hunt

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Love in the Chthulucene, and in the shattered landscapes that this era presents, is forever incomplete and unsatisfied. It occurs in a shifting landscape, through the fissures of which previously buried uncertainties are constantly arising.