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Masthead

Benefactors

Editor's Note

Poetry

Fiction

Nonfiction

Interviews

Book Reviews

Contributors' Notes

Hunger Artist (I)

Lauren Hilger

I've come to wear the nametag of my ribs my feet tough as a turkey vulture's fangs of hunger: I can melt myself arch and smolder girls reach for my arms to feel them, to see if it's true you can leave you know, they say I am parahuman I can create all night