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ALT An excerpt from “The Boy at War and at Home,” by Beth Bachmann.
ALT The covers of “A Century of Fiction in The New Yorker” and “A Century of Poetry in The New Yorker.”
ALT An excerpt from “The Boy at War and at Home,” by Beth Bachmann.
ALT From "The First Robot" by Betch Bachmann: There's so little men know. It seems wrong to call her killer, the whale who swam with the corpse of her baby for seventeen days before letting it go. Killer is not the right name either for the mother in captivity separated from her baby, echolocating against the transparent walls of the tank, recalling the myth of Echo: all a woman can do is repeat come here, come here. Vesuvius turned one person's brain to glass. Grief has a mouth.
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ALT From "The First Robot" by Betch Bachmann: There's so little men know. It seems wrong to call her killer, the whale who swam with the corpse of her baby for seventeen days before letting it go. Killer is not the right name either for the mother in captivity separated from her baby, echolocating against the transparent walls of the tank, recalling the myth of Echo: all a woman can do is repeat come here, come here. Vesuvius turned one person's brain to glass. Grief has a mouth.
ALT Author photo for Beth Bachmann
ALT From "The First Robot" by Betch Bachmann: There's so little men know. It seems wrong to call her killer, the whale who swam with the corpse of her baby for seventeen days before letting it go. Killer is not the right name either for the mother in captivity separated from her baby, echolocating against the transparent walls of the tank, recalling the myth of Echo: all a woman can do is repeat come here, come here. Vesuvius turned one person's brain to glass. Grief has a mouth.
ALT Author photo for Beth Bachmann