for Judy Garland’s nameand your son’s birthdaysto hourglass out—from “Ever since Alzheimer’s cut a hole in your pocket”, Vol. 62, Issue 2 (Summer 2021) Tell us about one of the first pieces you wrote.I wrote a poem in middle school I called “My Dearest Dear,” until recently still featured on what looked . . .
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Photo Credit: Marcela McGreal, CC BY 2.0, via Wikimedia Commons Young Asian Americans describe how they’re coming to terms with political differences at the dinner table and in society Tip #2: Understand the impact of traumas of the past Johnny Trinh, a 23-year-old from Westminster, a southern Californian city with the country’s . . .
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Photo Credit: Marcela McGreal, CC BY 2.0, via Wikimedia Commons Young Asian Americans describe how they’re coming to terms with political differences at the dinner table and in society When Jamie Gee joined a Black Lives Matter protest last year, the crowd marched peacefully through downtown Oakland until it got to the . . .
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I should write more about America and us naked in a river. You called me a coward as you pulled off your clothes.Not wanting to be a coward, I pulled off my clothers The midnight of a night slipping —from “Love Poem without Light,” Volume 62, Issue 2 (Summer 2021) Tell . . .
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Who’s to say just what it is that inspires a reader? To my mind, the writer who answers this question with the most force and clarity is Erri De Luca. But then, I would think that, since I translate him. Here’s what Erri says: “For those who stumble into a serendipitous reciprocity . . .
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I hide from people. I have a big nose & don’t brushmy teeth. My silhouette is long, splatteredwith lumps, bulging. This is to say: I’m ugly,I want to be unique. Since I was little,I’ve loved goblin sharks, their trapdoor jaws—from “Self-Portrait as Goblin Shark,” Volume 62, Issue 2 (Summer 2021) Tell us . . .
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I don’t want to pluck my burr from your fleshnor do I want to be kind Or if I am to be kind, I want to be a kind of chameleon, night-blue flourescent.—from “When Nothing Else Will Do,” Volume 62, Issue 2 (Summer 2022) Tell us about one of the first pieces . . .
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“Are you listening, NSA?” “Can you hear me Mark Zuckerberg?” “Are you there Bezos?” At some point, these went from internet-era jokes to truisms, from mocking a conspiracy theory to acknowledging the status quo. While it may not be by these specific actors, most of us accept that we can be listened . . .
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When Jesus casts demons into pigs,they leap from steep banks to sea. Some translations suggestlake. The water, salt or fresh, muffles a mania of snouts.—from “Pigs that Ran Straightaway into the Water, Triumph Of,” Volume 62, Issue 2 (Summer 2021) Tell us about one of the first pieces you wrote.When I started . . .
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while I’m outside at the dull resort, near two women trying to readand claim to have managed so far ten pageswhich is nine more than meas I google the etymology of pugilistwhich one philosopher accused another being.—from “near the new year, the philosophers fight on a FB page,” Volume 62, Issue 2 . . .
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