Scoundrel Time

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...

Letter from Andalusia

I have been in lockdown, here in Spain, for two weeks now. Actually a bit longer—I didn’t go out much the week before, either. This is our second home, in the foothills of the Sierra Nevada, in Andalusia. The village is remote, definitely not...

The Trip Home From College

On Monday, I drive six hours from North Carolina to Atlanta to pick up my son Sam from his university. On Tuesday, we prepare to drive back, shoving into our car his entire dorm room—electronic piano, ratty sheets, plastic stackable drawers, boxes...

Mask

Arrival February 10, 2020 I landed in Guangzhou to a newly polished, eerily silent, cavernous airport from my vacation in Vietnam. As I watched a middle-aged man carefully polishing an already gleaming section of marble wall, the feeling crept up on...

Where Is Our Spring?

Each click was only a few minutes apart. Nothing had changed. But I still could not help myself from refreshing my computer screen. It was the John Hopkins COVID-19 Global Tracker, an interactive map that tracked the numbers of infection, death, and...

Trump and the Criminal Culture

The photograph showed a new kind of behavior in the Oval Office: Donald Trump was using the body in a way that was unusual for a U.S. president. On his second day in office, the new Commander in Chief was demonstrating his physical domination of the...