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“A startling prescience”: Portland Review editors reflect on labor and lit mags in 2020

At the time of writing, we as a planet are still soundly in the uncertain time of COVID-19, and especially now there is no shortage of things vying for our collective attention. Every day feels unprecedented, and in such an abnormal state it can be difficult to create art, and even more difficult, perhaps, to pull within ourselves the motivation to deploy it into a…

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Writers at Work, Part II

Contributors Share their Thoughts on Labor, Writing, and the Current Climate While creating this issue, we thought about labor as both noun and verb, tangible and intangible. We discussed how labor is often hidden from view, how it can be private or public. How it can be an act of love or something that must be endured. Labor is often categorized—by type, by value—and that…

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Writers at Work, Part I

Contributors Share their Thoughts on Labor, Writing, and the Current Climate While creating this issue, we thought about labor as both noun and verb, tangible and intangible. We discussed how labor is often hidden from view, how it can be private or public. How it can be an act of love or something that must be endured. Labor is often categorized—by type, by value—and that…

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Listen: “A Little Faith, Man” by Michał Nowak

Michał Nowak reads his short story, “A Little Faith, Man,” from the Labor issue. For the week of May 1-7 we’re offering a free pdf of the entire issue, available here. Listen now: Michał Nowak is a comics creator and writer from San Francisco. He has studied at the University of San Francisco and Portland Community College, and is a contributing editor to Frontera. His writing…

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Two Poems

Interview with Aduri and Translator Shubomoy Haque, Savar, Bangladesh   The Rana Plaza collapse was an accident that occurred on April 24, 2013, in Savar, Bangladesh, in which Rana Plaza, an eight-story commercial building with five garment factories inside, collapsed, killing 1,134 garment workers.   We, an American woman and a male NGO officer, enter Aduri’s one-room home. Our seats, her bed; she squats on…

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