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Issue 12: Before After
harmer/harmed: an interactive zine
Bianca Ng
Art
TSW Artist in Residence, Bianca Ng, creates the featured art for Issue 12: Before After
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An Origin Story
Rogelio Juárez
Nonfiction
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Prose
I could talk your ear off about the current state of Mexican-American literature.
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I Know my Life Matters but How do I Translate That into Japanese?
Michael Frazier
Audio
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Poetry
My students & co-workers worry / if I return to America, I’ll catch COVID / or a bullet in my back.
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Ingress
C.A. Schaefer
Nonfiction
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Prose
Dust remembers what we try to forget, preserves the hidden, and keeps evidence in wait.
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“This is a Body” and other poems
Teri Vela
Poetry
it is a form of mothering / to hurt yourself / rather than others
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To My Father, on the One-Year Anniversary of His Death
Zoe Fenson
Nonfiction
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Prose
I am standing at the ironing board, running a hot iron over a folded and stitched-together strip of quilting cotton to make bias tape.
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“bastard” and other poems
Dena Igusti
Poetry
anjing my mother calls you. / how dare you defy what god has given you?
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How Things Are Done
Issy Manley
Art
,
Nonfiction
The way restaurants work has never been fair — yet everyone just seems to accept it.
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Rupture
Marianne Manzler
Nonfiction
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Prose
The first time I watched you kill a fish, you were methodical and emotionless, striking it in one blow.
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The Salvageman
Rebecca Valley
Poetry
I want to talk to you about awe / what it means to turn / yourself over
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Beyond the Distance
Vanmayi Shetty
Art
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Nonfiction
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Prose
What makes a country great? Surely the answer doesn’t lie in vast tracts of forest land that have been converted into concrete megastructures
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I Keep Counting Up
Lauren Krauze
Nonfiction
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Prose
Four weeks. Four weeks and still the virus. Things that were once normal now seem absurd.
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Bury Me Next to Your Name
Dayna Cobarrubias
Fiction
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Prose
“I need you to do something for me,” you said as you sat across from me in the locker room.
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Fruit of the Earth • The Winter the Women Went to Sleep
R. Bratten Weiss
Poetry
I have wasted these curses on minor disappointments.
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The Way we Are Buried
Lisa Chen
Nonfiction
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Prose
The true cost of dying lies beyond the sick. It buries itself in the people who try to love the sick.
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