The ilium represents the pelvis of a female. If the remains are one individual, it appears that she was a female, and DNA testing indicates Native American ancestry. However, given the limited data for various tribes of the area, and the custom of intermarriage that results from a taboo against cousin marriage, . . .
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Under the Dome: Walks with Paul Celan by Jean Daive, Translated by Rosmarie Waldrop (City Lights, 2020) On or around the 20th of April, 1970, Paul Celan walked from his apartment on Avenue Emile-Zola to the Pont Mirabeau and stepped from the bridge into the Seine, from which he did not emerge alive. . . .
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They drink like frat boys on spring break, like frat boys on game day. They drink like frat boys in the movies. But they are not frat boys, not yet, and it’s a Monday night three weeks into their first semester. Each drink builds unity, helps them forget the hazing at dinner. . . .
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A child walks the familiar road.A body is found at the mile mark.Still they do not suspect foul play.Still they say she was Not Afraid.—from “Girls Are Coming Out of the Water,” Volume 61, Issue 4 (Winter 2020) Tell us about one of the first pieces you wrote.The first poem . . .
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This all happened in one of those good stretches of years, a time I like to call Pax Smiley. It wasn’t as bad as the Navy, or the six years I spent at Lino Lakes and various country lockups across the state of Wisconsin. I had that house at the end of . . .
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Following Fascism from Charlottesville to the Capitol (Screenshots of Facebook posts, taken 12 August 2017. William Fears is currently serving a five-year prison sentence for choking his girlfriend. Alex McNabb is co-host of the neo-Nazi podcast The Daily Shoah.) If you’ve never experienced it firsthand, let me assure you: the sight and sound of hundreds . . .
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I remember flying over the Atlantic Ocean in a plane full of Russian speech and tentative hope, with children craning their necks to catch glimpses of the clouds below. I remember landing at JFK International, after winter had already dropped its early drape of darkness. While we waited for our luggage, massive . . .
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You don’t just get to decide to start eatin again, it happens slow,a groggy crawl and stumble out of a dream.I didn’t choose to starve mysel,I didn’t choose to stop. It was a cycle, my own metamorphosis—from “‘Eating like a Bird, It’s Really a Falsity,’” Volume 61, Issue 4 (Winter 2020) Tell . . .
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dá’ák’ehdi dá’át’ąą yiighaad yéego dootł’izh ‘iiná yiłNiłtsą́ Bi’áád yiilzhoł shádi’aah dę́ę́—from “dá’ák’ehdi (in the cornfield),” Volume 61, Issue 4 (Winter 2020) Tell us about one of the first pieces you wrote.I attended a Bureau of Indian Affairs (BIA) boarding school from tenth grade until graduation. It was one of those schools that . . .
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(Portrait of Benjamin Franklin, 1778. Joseph Siffred Duplessis. Metropolitan Museum of Art) Over the last four years or so, events in the United States of America—a country in which, as you know, I myself have no small interest—have made it difficult for those of us who are, shall we say, permanently retired from . . .
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