Our draw towards HUNGER is towards the insatiable kind. The sort of gaping hole in our stomachs or brains or souls that demands to be filled with whatever substance will glue us back together again. We are a celebration of writing and we understand that lack in all its many forms so often becomes the invisible foundation for the pursuit of creativity. So, yes HUNGER, you pointy-toothed maw snapping at us from the dark, this month our readers celebrate you.
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