October
By Poetry Issue 123
My sister asks me if narwhals are real.
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By Essay Issue 123
ON A SUMMER AFTERNOON, Irmak, Mahmut, and I—three secular Muslim Turks—took refuge in the cool, cavernous Cathedral of Saint John the Divine in Morningside Heights. Our interest in the Gothic-Romanesque revival church architectural, mostly, we ambled through soaring galleries, admiring arches that shouldered the weight of the building and stained glass of biblical scenes that…
Read MoreHelp (thou) mine unbelief
By Poetry Issue 123
If I drape its cage to quiet it
in the night, to keep it warm.
After Creation
By Poetry Issue 123
All summer the felled poplars
echo through the valley,
Visitors to Her Garden
By Essay Issue 123
When I introduce myself, they generally reply with a greeting and their names, not that any of us think we will remember the names. But our politeness turns us from strangers into temporary acquaintances.
Read MoreOverlooking the Desert
By Poetry Issue 123
Candles burn low, thoughts grow clear.
Read MoreBlack Candle
By Poetry Issue 123
The air smells like rubber and rain.
Read MoreGenizah
By Poetry Issue 123
Before a storm, the sky is the same gray
density of old pages pressed together,
Awake for Lunch
By Poetry Issue 123
Paper maracas twist on strings
Read MoreDimensions Unknown: A Novel Excerpt
By Fiction Issue 123
In December of 2022, adrift (again) and staying with my parents, I found among my grandmother’s papers a sealed envelope addressed to me.
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