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Summer 2022

Monkeyshines

“Monkeyshines” is from MQR’s Summer 2022 Issue. You can purchase the issue here. —on a Victorian England Celluloid Strip and Photo at Art Palm Beach The center of the room, lighted; the rest, dark; lace on a table; a Tiffany-style lamp—the grim man stands behind a seated woman with a slim, white object in her lap; lower-right, a […]

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“Monkeyshines” is from MQR’s Summer 2022 Issue. You can purchase the issue here. —on a Victorian England Celluloid Strip and Photo at Art Palm Beach The center of the room, lighted; the rest, dark; lace on a table; a Tiffany-style lamp—the grim man stands behind a seated woman with a slim, white object in her lap; lower-right, a

Queen of any world that took me

By the time he arrived, night had lengthened by a whole minute. Near the close of pomegranate season, all that had ripened in the heat now smoldered in another heat. I knew exactly what kind of winter I was inviting in when his mouth met my own, when I tasted black pepper, chlorine, mint, ash.

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By the time he arrived, night had lengthened by a whole minute. Near the close of pomegranate season, all that had ripened in the heat now smoldered in another heat. I knew exactly what kind of winter I was inviting in when his mouth met my own, when I tasted black pepper, chlorine, mint, ash.

The Dark Ages

“The Dark Ages” is from MQR’s Summer 2022 Issue. You can purchase the issue here. Every few months my mother became convinced that our house was going to burn down. A news story about a fire or a sale on nine-volt batteries would bring it on. My brother Colin and I pulled plugs from the walls, not daring

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“The Dark Ages” is from MQR’s Summer 2022 Issue. You can purchase the issue here. Every few months my mother became convinced that our house was going to burn down. A news story about a fire or a sale on nine-volt batteries would bring it on. My brother Colin and I pulled plugs from the walls, not daring

Carriage

There are lost toys in heaven’s debris. For the babes born in jars, babes who were bathed, babes who were battered carefully into washing machines, babes who choked a little too quick, babes born wilted with blue lips. I knew you when you were just a thrush. An ultrasound nose, a lullaby hush. I thought

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There are lost toys in heaven’s debris. For the babes born in jars, babes who were bathed, babes who were battered carefully into washing machines, babes who choked a little too quick, babes born wilted with blue lips. I knew you when you were just a thrush. An ultrasound nose, a lullaby hush. I thought

More Farewells to Marilyn

“More Farewells to Marilyn,” excerpted here, is from MQR’s Summer 2022 Issue. You can purchase the issue here. Whether she was called “Marilyn,” or “Norma Jeane,” or “MM,” or the recognizable names Joyce Carol Oates assigns her in Blonde: A Novel, her face and figure were instantly recognized around the world as the 1950s most fascinating—and arguably most

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“More Farewells to Marilyn,” excerpted here, is from MQR’s Summer 2022 Issue. You can purchase the issue here. Whether she was called “Marilyn,” or “Norma Jeane,” or “MM,” or the recognizable names Joyce Carol Oates assigns her in Blonde: A Novel, her face and figure were instantly recognized around the world as the 1950s most fascinating—and arguably most

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