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FIONA ALISON DUNCAN is a Canadian-American author and artist. Her debut novel Exquisite Mariposa won the 2020 LAMBDA Literary Prize for Bisexual Fiction.

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Interview with Fanny Howe

Interview

Issue No. 29

FIONA ALISON DUNCAN

Interview

Issue No. 29

Fanny Howe’s bibliography is as bewildering as her itinerant biography. Born in 1940 in Buffalo, New York, the poet and author grew up in...

Interview

January 2020

Interview with Jamieson Webster

FIONA ALISON DUNCAN

Interview

January 2020

Jamieson Webster serves as a torchbearer for a field out of popular favour. Her practice, psychoanalysis, was last century’s...

If you don’t want to lose your eyes, grab them by the veins sticking out of their behinds and wind those together into a bunch (They’re as pliable as pipe cleaners They stay put)   As for milk teeth, keep those with spare buttons in a Fosters Mints tin Shake them when you feel cranky See how their little lives rattling about in there can calm you so much better than any shop-bought stress-ball   When it comes to hair bands, keep one on each door handle, in case   With needles, stick them into the kitchen notice board   And as for tampons and shotgun cartridges, keep them in the sewing box with the Fosters Mints tin That way you’ll always be sure of finding one when you’re desperate   By eyes, I mean glass ones They’re sold like that, by the dozen, in a bouquet Ours came from a shop in Chester Rows, not far from Lowe’s, where all the family’s engagement rings came from Green eyes with a devil-red spark in the pupils We had ten eyes left after someone in the family made Foxy   All families have secret boxes, right? For things you’re not quite ready to throw out but can’t bear to have around you either And an odd uncle who causes embarrassment in back bars and midnight masses And unwanted, scary heirlooms It’s part of being in a family, isn’t it? Clutter accumulates   We had Mam’s sewing box It was meant to be a tool box, metal blue, cold, and it folded out like an upside-down iron bridge with gaps and nooks and slots for bits and bobs and a huge space at the bottom Magic Mam hadn’t done any sewing since the summer we came back from Normandy and she tried making a section of the Bayeux Tapestry by hand A yard of sea crossing Her fingertips and her patience wore away by the time she got to the decorative shields along the side of the ship, so the box became a resting place for odds and ends   There was a scrap of paper with hooks in it: I never knew for sure if they

Contributor

June 2019

FIONA ALISON DUNCAN

Contributor

June 2019

FIONA ALISON DUNCAN is a Canadian-American author and artist. Her debut novel Exquisite Mariposa won the 2020 LAMBDA Literary...

Exquisite Mariposa

Fiction

July 2019

FIONA ALISON DUNCAN

Fiction

July 2019

I broke three contracts in 2016. The first was verbal, a monogamy clause. But he was fucking around too, and I knew, because everybody...

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poetry

September 2011

First Blimp

Joshua Trotter

poetry

September 2011

Removing colour from my thoughts, I formed a winter ball. I threw it. The dead were uncounted. There was...

poetry

January 2014

Letters from a Seducer

Hilda Hilst

TR. John Keene

poetry

January 2014

At her death in 2004, Brazilian author Hilda Hilst had received a number of her country’s important literary prizes...

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Issue No. 10

Seventeen Contradictions and the End of Capitalism

David Harvey

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Issue No. 10

Prospects for a Happy but Contested Future: The Promise of Revolutionary Humanism   From time immemorial there have been...

 

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