Are you in a beer slump, do you steerClear of tastes unlike those you hold dear?Well, I have a solution:New Beers Resolutions!I tried it; there’s nothing to fear. 1.If you like a clean lager (no frills),Here’s a beer that might just fit your bill:For Rebellion Red LagerHas a touch of swaggerWith sweetness . . .
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Tell us about one of the first pieces you translated.My first translation project was poems and short stories by young Colombian writers for Historias de vida y muerte/ Stories of Life and Death. That writing came from workshops I taught in Cazucá, a slum south of Bogotá where many of the writers . . .
Read MoreRaffi Marhaba, “El Kofeyye Arabeyye,” courtesy of Artists Against Apartheid On October 7, 2023, a group of Palestinian freedom fighters from the military wing of Hamas, the de facto government of Gaza, changed the world forever. In Operation Al-Aqsa Flood, a prison break and hostage-taking mission turned into a spectacle of carnage—after . . .
Read MoreI think I can finally stand meWithout a glass or a stein.– Barton Sutter, “Sober Song” Well, you know that a Sober OctoberFor this beer reviewer’s a Noper.Yet again—just for you—I’ve imbibed more such brews.Let me be your NA beer decoder. You can still do your work with these beers,Fill your glasses . . .
Read MoreJim, I expect you would be surprised that your death affected me so much, that I spoke at two services for you, that I am writing about you now. We were friends, but we had not stayed in touch. So, it surprises me too. But you were a friend to me during . . .
Read MoreAt first just one or two people watched the bears. Then they shared the bears with some of their friends and the friends started watching the bears. The friends told other friends who told other friends, and friendly acquaintances, and even strangers. These people told other people. After a while, everybody was watching the bears. . . .
Read MoreLate spring and early summer belongs to the delicate smell of lindens in bloom, covering the stench of violence and death in the city of Philadelphia. Every year, as the temperatures rise, so does the litany of guns at night, the refrain of a city intent on breaking your heart. Never enough branches and trunks . . .
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