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Justin Lacour

B O D Y — Wed, 03 Jun 2026 10:00:00 +0000

This morning a news story: For four years, // a woman thought she was venerating // a statue of Buddha, // when actually it was a Shrek action figure

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Emma Johnson-Rivard

B O D Y — Tue, 02 Jun 2026 11:05:28 +0000

Little here has gone as planned. On the seventh day / I tacked Piss Christ over my desk like a Catholic faggot / even though I am, on technicality, neither.

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THE POEM: Lydia Unsworth on C.P. Cavafy’s “The City”

B O D Y — Mon, 01 Jun 2026 11:38:41 +0000

A friend gave me this poem, the way friends give me a lot of things, the same way most of what I absorb culturally seems to happen almost accidentally, and the same way anyone’s accidents add up to their life ultimately...

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Interview with artist Be Heintzman Hope

B O D Y — Thu, 28 May 2026 08:00:00 +0000

Moving between sound and performance, Be is a facilitator of music, dance and embodiment ritual. Their practice bridges dance training with expanded vocal techniques, sound healing, experimental music and conflict resolution.

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Greta Stoddart

B O D Y — Wed, 27 May 2026 11:13:30 +0000

I hardly ever post anything on X but I do sometimes leave a comment on someone else’s post after which I always feel a strong urge to go back and see if anyone has commented on it.

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Oleg Olizev

B O D Y — Tue, 26 May 2026 15:33:25 +0000

I know history through my ancestors’ wounds — / I have seen what happens / when language becomes a ledger.

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Tess Jolly

B O D Y — Mon, 25 May 2026 12:00:00 +0000

and when you say it’s in the quiet times / the enormity of what’s happening / floods over you, I invent / storms of bioluminescence...

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Tom Blake

B O D Y — Fri, 22 May 2026 06:52:00 +0000

Would it now be considered insensitive to refer to a Scandinavian / person as The Ice Man? I dunno, but back then it was fine.

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Tony Gloeggler

B O D Y — Wed, 20 May 2026 09:41:38 +0000

Even with my long term connections, no one ever called / me babe, hun, or worse, dear. Sometimes they’d say Tony. / Other times they just started talking and I knew the words / were meant for me...

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Siegfried Mortkowitz

B O D Y — Tue, 19 May 2026 12:54:45 +0000

The flat, diaphanous mountain seemed to have formed / the way an image takes shape in a poet's mind, / and the moon rode its shoulder like a cat...

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