Dawn, Third Shift
so much carnage, joy en bloc / you were struck by scalding water // light without warmth // comfort without pleasure / heaven poured gasoline over // what does… More
The Fantastic Jungles of Henri Rousseau
His home is a shabby little studio, where one pot of stew must last the whole week. But every morning he wakes up and smiles at his pictures. More
The PEN Ten with Saïd Sayrafiezadeh
After I eat breakfast I clear off the table and wheel in my ergonomic chair which I have to keep in the bedroom for space reasons. The light is… More
The Intake Office
So much time is wasted when they won’t do the simplest things they’re asked. The newly dead, Bea thought, are just pathetic. More
Spill Split
I am sentimental, but continue to be surprised by how quickly an event, while / retreating into the past, gains its nostalgia. More
Dead Money: Pfizer, Cisco, and Other Value Traps
No one knew the rules. No one knew they’d have to cut off their tongues to keep those little machines of fire going, incinerating the moons and white… More
The Island of Second Sight
People ate differently here, talked differently, scolded differently. I would have to adapt. I realized this within the hour during which I was the wideeyed observer of this nation’s… More
The Shadow Book
First are the kinds of shadow books that fail to be written: the Africana Encyclopedia by Du Bois; the second novels of Jean Toomer or Ralph Ellison that never… More
The Shock of the Lenders and Other Poems by Jorge Santiago Perednik
I was running with the spear which was a pencil in my hand after the bird with white wings. More
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