When the Sounds of Fallen Patriots Break into the Wind, I Will Play Dead, by Olalekan Daniel Kehinde

Tonight, I have promisednot to write after my country’s terrorno matter how many .22 calibersdrop dead from cartridges, or a colonyof compatriots disperses intothe wilderness of boneyards. I wantto forget everything about this land for oncelike an armed force misplaces his bullets inthe ribs of a schoolboy. I, faithfulto my country, will ransack the skeletonsinto …

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For Kristen, Who Would Have Turned 47 Today, by Melissa Frederick

April 7, 2020 I found your obituary in an online archive,where our newspapers return to earththese days. Hard to explain the electric world we now occupy: words and pictures, viruses, vines,birth, bankruptcy, Seders and sepulchers, loves and losses built in a day, or a year,or the time it takes a tabby cat to pirouette from one end of …

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Mourning Person, by Anuja Mitra

most ghost sightings are griefhallucinations. no one wants to admitto delusion, even when inducedby tragedy. scientists say we are shifting things, our mindsalways revising. what the brainnames reality is nothing morethan prediction — and it continues to predict when emptyof evidence. thus the flickersin our vision that we willinto figures. thus the yearning for a …

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