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It’s been awhile. We needed a rest. But we return to you renewed and refreshed and ready to present the disturbingly apt “Just lower than before …” on November 22.

We chose this theme almost a year ago. It sounded funny then. Now it just sounds sad.

At the Hi-Fi Bar. We’ll start around eight.

With:

Stu Watson is a writer, musician and teacher who lives in Brooklyn. His poems, essays, and stories have appeared in PANK, Queen Mob’s Teahouse, The Collapsar, Flapperhouse, and other publications. A founder and editor of Prelude, he teaches literature at John Jay College of Criminal Justice. 

Sarah Wang is a writer based in New York. In 2016 she won a Chicago Tribune Nelson Algren Literary Award runner-up prize. She has written for The Last Newspaper at the New Museum of Contemporary Art; semiotext(e)’s Animal Shelter; The Los Angeles Review of Books; Conjunctions; Story Magazine; and Stonecutter Journal, among other publications. 

Jen Levitt’s poems have appeared in Tin House, Sixth FinchCutBank, No, Dear and elsewhere. Her first collection is forthcoming in 2016 from Four Way Books.

Ian MacAllen is the Interviews Editor at The Rumpus and the founder of English Kills Review, a website focused on on books, authors, and New York City. His writing has appeared in The Rumpus, The Billfold, Electric Cereal, Thought Catalog and elsewhere. Ian received his M.A. in English from Rutgers University in 2012. He lives in Brooklyn and tweets from @IanMacAllen.

And while we’re here: we had some readings earlier this year. We took some pictures. Here they are.

 “Depending on how I grip it …” 

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From top to bottom: Julia Philips, Tobias Carroll, Dorian Rolston, Mark de Silva

“Here’s good news if you have to sleep on the floor …”

img_20160302_211508 img_20160302_203737 img_20160302_203331From top to bottom: Paula Bomer, Lynn Steger Strong, and Jill Capewell. Meredith Turits also read but somehow went inexplicably unphotographed. 

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