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Accentuate the Positive

09.14.2023 by Greg Triggs

I’m preparing for a trip, trying to hold onto the why of going. Staring at our dogs like I’ll never see them again. Creating a watering schedule for friends I’ve tricked into keeping our tomato plants alive. Stress full. So, I momentarily withdraw, to appreciate the privilege of being able to go where I want, […]

Filed Under: Essay

Dacha Dreaming

09.13.2023 by Aaron Hicklin

If you’ve read or seen Chekhov’s The Cherry Orchard, you will be familiar with the quintessentially Russian concept of the dacha. But it’s not just a cottage, or even a weekend retreat–it’s a space for summer living that has played a critical role in the development of Moscow and St. Petersburg, offering an escape to […]

Filed Under: Feature

The Waiting Room

09.04.2023 by Juan Emar

In a waiting room a man pays close attention to a pot-bellied man and his waistcoat in this excerpt from Yesterday, the first novel by the great avant-garde Chilean writer Juan Emar (who died in 1964), now finally published in English.  And we headed off to the waiting room in Chasuble Square.  The following dialogue, […]

Filed Under: Fiction

Russell Banks: Where I Write

09.03.2023 by Aaron Hicklin

A 200-year old desk made for opium smoking serves as the author’s amuensis I spend six months a year in an old house in the Adirondack wilderness of northern New York, where my writing space is a renovated sugar shack, built in 1914 for boiling maple sap into syrup. The other six months, November to […]

Filed Under: Feature Tagged With: Russell Banks, Where I Write

Wind in the Woods

08.16.2023 by Du Ya

The wind blows in, bringing signs of rain.The woods darken,rustle, then settle back into silence. Woods shrouded and dim, as if a place to be,as if the center of all the things of the world.In its shadowed hush, memory flares. Here are the changes of the ages, its continuation,and the impermanence of all that live […]

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Under the Skin

08.15.2023 by Aaron Hicklin

In fairy tales, people are turned into inanimate objects against their will, magicked into statues, or put to sleep for a hundred years, until set free by a prince’s kiss. The performance artist and sculptor Miles Greenberg wills himself into states of suspended time, feats of endurance that test his body, pushing against his physical […]

Filed Under: Conversations

“I’m someone who is very like a sponge, but I don’t soak up the bullshit.”

08.14.2023 by Aaron Hicklin

How many interviews did I have under my belt by the time I met Sinéad O’Connor? Too many I think to have been as heedless to my subject as I was. For an hour (or approximately 8000 transcribed words), Sinéad was generous and candid and unguarded – every writer’s dream. She spoke, as a child […]

Filed Under: Conversations Tagged With: Sinead O'Connor

I Wanted to Make a Difference

08.02.2023 by Penelope Schott

I didn’t want to be raisedby a sad mother.I didn’t want her brotherto have died in World War II.It’s hard to change history.Even God can’t change history.But with one trick, I will.Watch me. It’s 1912. I’ve gone back in time. Adolf Hitler has just been rejectedfrom the Viennese Academy of Fine Arts.I speak perfect German.I […]

Filed Under: Poetry

August

08.02.2023 by Anika Jade Levy

In August, all of the pharmacies in New York ran out of Adderall. No one could say why exactly. A supply-chain breakdown. A fraught relationship with Russia. A shipping container filled with Estonian girls. In the absence of Adderall, all of the girls in my class gained weight. The libraries went empty. We all cried […]

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On Invertebrates and Vertebrates

07.31.2023 by Matilda Berke

Over homework, Natural History went back and forth.We watched French films online and slept through church. You told me that you dreamt about my mouth—God crept in, the crab meandered out. I woke up wholly baffled by the dayunder my tongue, the scuttling lineage of decay that, earlier, had colonized my bed.I fell into the […]

Filed Under: Poetry Tagged With: invertebrates, Matilda Berke, vertebrates, Wellesley College

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