Two Poems by Wendy Xu
Unrested we said to others to leave / us pleased, not far along our track, still much // we want, half the slower good death / of cities too… More
Three Poems from Diaries of Exile
Then the moon came in / and hung motionless over the plate. / Panousis’s arm on the blanket / was a severed plane tree. More
The PEN Ten with Sean Wilsey
Suddenly seeing myself as a writer-of-facts changed the way I looked at reality—so it was sort of a double-edged occasion. Guaranteed impediment to having a good time: knowing you'll… More
Autobiography of a Corpse
There wasn’t a minute to lose. All about them people were beginning to whisper. The whispers became murmurs, the murmurs a hubbub, the hubbub an outcry, and the outcry… More
Seven Poems by Peter Richards
Blood moon whoever / calls you this lived stupidly / forgets god yearning More
Walking on Water
My mother is the goddess of the seas. My fetus still floats in her womb. Perhaps I am a goddess, too. My mother guides the waves and the whirlpools.… More
The PEN Ten with Jean Kwok
After hearing from readers who told me how the book touched and influenced them, I realized that what I say does have an impact. Of course, I need to… More
from Aw Heck Land
I don’t mean that vocabulary is arbitrary, but rather that artistic intent can manifest itself—can thrive, even—in the absence of an infinitude of possibilities, in the absence of total… More
The PEN Ten with Warren Adler
My obsession is to get it right, plot, characters, atmosphere, logic. I never go to sleep without figuring out what I will write tomorrow. More
Knockemstiff
Though she’s rotten to the core, I reckon I’ve always loved Tina Elliot, from the first time I laid eyes on her. She came in the store with her… More
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