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HYLA DIED TWENTY YEARS AGO by CALLISTO LIM

Hyla is floating. He is in the abyss, weightless in his death. His spacecraft has failed, its...

“Oh, that’s a shame.” I look up from my phone. “What?” “Just…” Mom sighs. “That billboard...

The clown appears, taking his usual position at the center of Astor Place. He may get a few...

I. I tried to hang myself with electrical wires on a utility pole underneath pink clouds and...

i. DARK ROOM AT A GOOD PARTY before either of us were pushed up against the wall, plastered...