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Kadonnut

I had just slipped down a lorazepam when a stranger came to talk to me in the bookstore. This was sometime in the late nineties, in Helsinki, and I was looking for a copy of Prozac Nation. I was thousands of miles away...

STILL SMALL

What did you feed me other than myself, Waiting for dawn to tell us apart. I saw Everything everywhere: how the barn would fall To mud, the soil take back each nail, oil rags Dragged under rock and layered leaves, trees...

I Think I Know You

You couldn’t bring dogs to the Esalen yoga retreat, so Jewels needed a dog sitter. Maybe if she’d been living in Los Angeles for awhile, she’d have had an obvious friend to ask, but she didn’t, as she’d just moved to...

Country of Under (Excerpt)

The following is an excerpt from Country of Under, a novel that tells the becoming stories of Pilar Salomé Reinfeld, raised by her undocumented father, a descendent of Bolivian Mennonites, in a Mexican-American...

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Kadonnut

I had just slipped down a lorazepam when a stranger came to talk to me in the bookstore. This was sometime in the late nineties, in Helsinki, and I was looking for a copy of Prozac Nation. I was thousands of miles away...

STILL SMALL

What did you feed me other than myself, Waiting for dawn to tell us apart. I saw Everything everywhere: how the barn would fall To mud, the soil take back each nail, oil rags Dragged under rock and layered leaves, trees...

I Think I Know You

You couldn’t bring dogs to the Esalen yoga retreat, so Jewels needed a dog sitter. Maybe if she’d been living in Los Angeles for awhile, she’d have had an obvious friend to ask, but she didn’t, as she’d just moved to...

A Prelude to Violence

He moved here because he wanted somewhere safe for the kids, away from the traffic and dangers of the city, but it’s the third time the blue Toyota has roared past the front garden in ten minutes, and Frank is furious. ...

Remember Our Names

Life is devoid of meaning a philosopher once declared, and what is life for if my dreams are obliterated with my city and children are dying. A single, relentless shot, and I become the next number on the long death...

Vito Bambino Decking and Carpentry

was what my father renamed his business after it became clear his Slavic last name was hurting his bottom line. That summer, we started getting calls from “Good Looking” Matt who wanted him to hang crown molding for his...