Writing in Another Language

As unrest continues in Turkey, we revisit Elif Shafak’s thoughts on her experience of transitioning to English from her native tongue and rediscovering the richness of an extinct Turkish… More

An Excerpt from Dick

But each place is well and each well a hole encircled by hunters on their hams with spears listening between the broken and whole words into the darkness below… More

An Excerpt from Cervantes Street

When one man died, he was replaced by another one; when that other man fell wounded, a healthy one emerged from behind him, creating an endless reserve of soldiers… More

from Kissing the Sword

“Don’t you all constantly claim that you’re opposed to America? Then why has news of the shuttle exploding upset you so much?” She looked at me wide-eyed and said,… More

The Chukchi Bible

The First Man of Our LineErmen made a slow ascent of the high crag that hung over the foamy tide line. The alarmed gulls and guillemots bombarded him with… More

All the Pretty Horses

In his sleep he could hear the horses stepping among the rocks and he could hear them drink from the shallow pools in the dark where the rocks lay… More

Cities of the Plain

Well there was all these jackrabbits in the road. They’d set there and freeze in the lights. Blap. Blap. I looked over at Gene and I said: What do… More

The Road

Everything damp. Rotting. In a drawer he found a candle. No way to light it. He put it in his pocket. He walked out in the gray light and… More

The Naked Eye

An eye on film, affixed to an unconscious body. The eye sees nothing for the camera has already robbed it of vision. The gaze of the nameless lens licks… More