The collection plays in an often melodious, sometimes jangling range of registers
The First Jasmines – Saima Begum
Without dedicated accounts of the voices and roles of women, national literary traditions are incomplete
“To Translate is to Remember How to Resist”
Translation, like motherhood, entails a level of invisible labor that often escapes the general public
The noises that Kharkiv is missing—voices chattering, music playing, cars honking—speak most loudly
Fourteen Ways of Looking – Erin Vincent
Vincent unzips and bares grief’s spiraling need for sense-making
Cringe is surprisingly bodily
Antuco – Carlos Cardani Parra and Carlos Soto Roman
The visible text seems to be peeking out above the snow
Perennial Counterpart – Yongyu Chen
Chen is trying to understand life from within language.
The Wallet and Other Thefts – Kristen Gleason
Can a story be a theft?
Slow Guillotine – Teo Rivera-Dundas
We are drowning, choking, and sputtering on the saline logic of late capitalism: water, water everywhere, but not a drop to drink.