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Unanswerable Dilemmas: a review of Reef Mind by Hazel Zorn from Zachary Gillan
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Transcending the Triangle: The Politics of Flatland by Gwen C. Katz
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Living in the Ellipsis: a review of Dark Play by Tim Cooke, from Zachary Gillan
There’s a real thrill to a well-deployed epigraph, particularly when it’s a theoretical concept used to set the stage for a work of fiction. For a particularly excellent example—of both use of epigraph and work of fiction—look no farther than the chapbook Dark Play by the Welsh author Tim Cooke. It opens with an extract…
“Ortolan” by Sylvia Warren
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“Apocaloid” by Steven Cline
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“An American Execution” by Kay Vaindal
He’s delusional. Good in the sack, though. I flatten the popcorn bag on the microwave carousel and hit two minutes, express cook, and he asks me why I hit two minutes and not the button that says popcorn, and I say, oh, so they have popcorn in the universe you suppose you come from, and…
“The Most Beautiful Thing on This Black Earth” by Nelson Stanley
The Connoisseur’d heard that she was the only genius in town. Weimar republic hairdo blacker than a goth’s heart. Improbable, glowing, crème-de-menthe eyes. Allegedly had a tattoo of Frederick Barbarossa’s last words winding around her inner thigh. Apparently, she painted photo-realistic canvasses indistinguishable from actual photos, which to his mind seemed utterly pointless. He could…
