Scoundrel Time

Cut your hair tomorrow.

-Lake Orion, MI 2020 My mind tossed all night like ragweeds caught in a storm, thinking of these words Cut your hair tomorrow what my mother      said to me    after     watching a video       where       yet another   innocent black man was killed...

A Standing Offer

Jack has a job.  It’s the sort of job where he doesn’t get to tell many people what to do or what not to do. Say he’s a travel agent or an insurance claim adjuster or a legal clerk, and he’s probably quite good at whatever this job is. Presume that...

The Average

the stratosphere is now in of yesteryear the Dow Jones you’ll go far in this market buy a car rent a house that is you supply is scarce through the roof and demand is high you’re the man get the green while you can get the green you are late every...

Problems of Knowledge: An Interview With Tracy O’Neill

In mathematics, the quotient is what you get when you divide one quantity by another. Thus, 3 into 36 yields the quotient 12. In Tracy O’Neill’s vertiginous new novel of information and its discontents, quotients are what remain when carefully...

No Classroom Is an Island

“Remember Hoping Hospital?” I started my oral training class with a rhetorical question. Silence. The eighteen English majors, even the active speakers, had been quiet since the class began in early March. Due to the outbreak of COVID-19, the spring...

Aesopica (2019)

i: The Hunting Dog and the Watchdog Once there was a hunting dog and a watchdog who lived down the street across the river by a forest of meat Watchdog took up on the big wraparound porch every day with a rifle between his paws and when Hunting Dog...

UPDATE: Trump and the Criminal Culture

This is a follow-up to Roxana Robinson’s earlier essay, “Trump & the Criminal Culture”    If you ran a company, would you offer a product that would kill nearly half your customers? How good a business model is that? If you’re...

Dream Girl

“Don’t look now.” I turned to the window and saw a Mercedes parked in the lot. My heart sank. “I told you not to look.” My roommate Romina rolled her eyes—at what, it was always hard to tell. “That thing’s probably worth two years of tuition. So...

Nowadays

With this drawing I was trying to capture the disorientation, isolation, and anxiety of life and “distance learning” during a pandemic.       Isadora Davis is a 14-year-old artist and writer. She goes to the High School of...

Dispatch from Hanoi

I am lying on my couch, watching the lights come on in Hanoi from the window of my 33rd floor apartment. Phone in hand, I alternately scroll through headlines about the devastation coronavirus is wreaking on the USA, and search for updates about...