Trance Notebook #15
fell into a reverie about / asking the interviewer / to pose nude for me or / somehow making it / clear that he could / invite himself to… More
Why I Killed My Best Friend
How could the world have changed so much in just two weeks? Does salt really not get worms? I get off at the next stop, on the verge of… More
The Distant Marvels
A small crab makes its way towards my foot, as if it wants to get into the house. It opens a tiny, cobalt claw at me. First Ada’s outstretched… More
Two Pieces by Nancy Kricorian
Oh people of long memory, listen, look, speak, remember: your stories are a homeland. More
Far from My Father
The car proposed in exchange was less prestigious, but cheaper. Her great-uncle pointed out that, once the hearse was decorated with flowers and ribbons, you wouldn’t be able to… More
Siamanto’s Bloody News
An entire generation of Western Armenian writers were extinguished by the Ottoman government just as they were [...] bringing Armenian literature into modernism and into an international light. More
Dodging Dictators
We moved the pieces back and forth on the table, but in the end gave up; it proved impossible to find a configuration that expressed the simultaneous desire to… More
The Price of Migration Equals Slave Labor
Scoop shit from shitty sidewalk / Times classified ad never spell this / On my tobacco’s Tobago’s tobacco’s sunny soil / Work never been this hard More