Zoe Holman

The Waterside

You do not want to be a monkey, you say. but there are facts, I tell you to be faced—of anthropoidea how we got here by way of water that it was the sea that made us naked not the …

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Neos Kosmos

You laid the city out for me in constellations nocturnal (and always on foot) plotting its key configurations— Monastiraki, Keramikos, Omonia… Scorpio had chased Orion from the sky, its expanses benign warm pewter to etch on. Now, as he inches …

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Each morning now you test the apparatus. Waking to its pounding core you seek remote appendages, test for the function of digits lost in the night, the forgotten texture of flesh. The television tells you people will let you down, …

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