here, war trembled.

Gemma Files, There is No Death, There are No Dead: Tales of Spiritualism Horror; from ‘Haunt Me’

L. V., conversations in the dark

Friedrich Nietzsche, from Selected Letters of Friedrich Nietzsche

Kal'tsit, drawn a month ago

L. V., writing as you sleep

L. V., excerpts from the afterword

— our town, thornton wilder

less of a poem, more of a reminder. ( ఌ )

I remember it all and it makes me want to die.

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Anna de Noailles, from "A Heart Made of Moss" in Poems

— John Berger, from “Between Two Colmars,” in About Looking (1980).

Tishani Doshi, from Everything Begins Elsewhere; “Lines to a Lover from a Previous Century”

Text ID: My flesh [yearns] for your perfection, / for your bones to rest upon my own;