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ISSUE 15: CONTRIBUTORS
Rimi B. Chatterjee, Nicole Tanquary, Soham Guha, David Heckman, Neelu Singh, Carlos Norcia, Michael Janairo, Sonya Taaffe, Holly Lyn Walrath, Marco Raimondo, Sandi Leibowitz, David Memmott, Anne Carly Abad, Prashanth Gopalan, Sami Ahmad Khan, Muhammad Aurangzeb Ahmad & Ishita Singh
Cover: Original sculpture “Othello” by Cathleen Klibanoff. Background: Bailey’s Beach, Newport, R.I. by Childe Hassam, 1901.
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“To hold contradictions in balance…”: Tashan Mehta’s The Liar’s Weave
In his Introduction to The Architecture of Knowledge, Michel Foucault wrote of his experience reading Jorge Luis Borges: “...the laughter that shattered, as I read the passage, all the familiar landmarks of my thought—our thought, the thought that bears the stamp of...
The State of Current German Speculative Fiction: A Round Table Discussion
If you ask non-German-speaking fans of speculative fiction which authors or novels originally written in German they’ve read, most will give you one of these three names: Michael Ende (The Neverending Story), Cornelia Funke (Inkheart) and the Perry Rhodan sci-fi pulp...
Secret Wars and Distant Stars: An Interview with Bryan Thao Worra
This summer, Lao American poet Bryan Thao Worra marked the 10th anniversary of his first full-length book of poetry, On The Other Side Of The Eye (Sam’s Dot Publishing, 2007). He holds over 20 awards for his writing and community service, organizing numerous literary...
What Kills A Man
What Kills A Man Bryan Thao Worra Always small things: A round.A round.A round. Holes.Holes.HoleHoles. Fumes. Edges. Split atoms. A second. A footstep. A sip. A bite. A word. A cell. A motion. An emotion. A dream. A fool. A bit of salt. A drop. A fragment. The true...
An Archaeology of Snow Forts
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Khaalidah Muhammad-Ali: “It was incredibly important to me to write a story about a Muslim woman.”
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Chronology Of Items Found On The Moon
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Alternate Genders
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Traces
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When We Were Young
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