Tag: Julia Daly

SET it in ASPIC by Julia Daly

You watch as a fork and knife are slipped into the depth of the cooked veal, and you are reminded of original sin. You hear the tender voice of your…
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Fugue by Julia Daly

Doctors said she was the owner of problematic post-synaptic endings, she heard layered noises—birds pecking at tree bark, and picking up pieces, of forests to build nests with—sounds remorselessly penetrating…
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Daisy Fresh Girl* by Julia Daly

he was always trying to catch something sweet perhaps a drizzle of honey from the hive of bees that hangs from the tree in your mother’s garden he claims to…
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In The Company of Others by Julia Daly

a pattern emerges: I flatten myself, turn sharp corners—make edges out of elbows, knees, ankles, wrists. Fingers crack with a tap. I fold my head to my chest, chest to…
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