Issue 150

Summer & Fall 2016

Image from Rehearsals for Extinct Anatomies

Poetry Safiya Sinclair Poetry Safiya Sinclair

Notes on the State of Virginia, IV

Love carved me in stained glass
like a new tattoo. Call me a curio, one Hottentot show. Ask
how I learnt to admire the prettiest bruise. Or how a body
can be sold into anything. O what soiled words I could fit my

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