Alan pulled up in his new car, watching his father hunched over near the curb, grateful the old man had some pants on. His father was sitting on a stack of boxes put out for the garbage truck, looking at a yel¬lowed copy of the local newspaper, making sure no one could . . .
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“Once a security guard caught me practicing my artin the nearby park. He instructed me to stop my obscenedriveling. I paid him no heed, sent a bubble towards himlike a free-spirited man in a parachute. He wasunmoved. I lose hope, sometimes. I grow weary…”—from “At age 10, I showcase my ability by . . .
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Editor’s note: The rapid rise of arrogant, authoritarian power across the globe today is evident for all to see. In his recent blog post, Erri De Luca reflects on the criminal behavior of European leaders who promote policies on immigration which condemn thousands of innocents to die each year in the Mediterranean . . .
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The Double Dealer is back in the hospital. He stands at attention in his three-piece suit, waiting to greet the incoming staff. I’m his favorite nurse because my name starts with D.—From “Therapeutic Recreation” Summer 2018 (Volume 59, Issue 2) Tell us about one of the first pieces you wrote.The very first story . . .
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This is Part Three of a three-part series. Read Part One here, and Part Two here. Part Three: In Defense of Cultural Appropriation Yes, I know. After spewing forth more than sufficient verbiage for a pair of blog posts, I still haven’t earned fully the title of this series. Nothing necessarily, either in my . . .
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This is Part Two of a three-part series. Read Part One here. Part Two: de gustibus non disputandum est The history of the Massachusetts Review offers, as I’ve just suggested, certain lessons about the contingent and variable nature of taste—and about the difficulties encountered trying to change it. That history can’t, of course, explain why, . . .
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Part One: This I believe These dark days in the land of Weinsteins and white nats demand action, in many forms, on many fronts. Even us old straight white guys, I’m guessing, have a role to play, above and beyond our most obvious and essential obligation—to listen up. As the editor of . . .
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“In 1960s Paris, racism to many new expatriates may have seemed nonexistent. Graffiti in several Left Bank metro stations, however, stubbornly indicated otherwise: À BAS LES NÈGRESJUIFS DÈHORSMORT AUX ARABES(Down with Negroes, Oust the Jews, Death to the Arabs) Somebody was busy.”—from “Down with Negroes!…And Others,” Summer 2018 (Vol. 59, Issue 2) Tell . . .
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“Shamsie condemns Britain’s rising xenophobia and ideas about British purity, but also trumpets London’s convivial diversity, replete as her fictionalization of the city is with Iranian neighbors, Scottish political assistants, and Latin American bodyguards. Despite her focus on acts of terror, this is a quiet, reflective novel, preoccupied by sound yet out . . .
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Photo: A new piece, which is a bit of a “redraw” on the “intimacy is hell” piece (featured in Summer 2018, Volume 59, Issue 2). Every year Abareshi chooses a piece from the previous year to reimagine, “just to sort of see my own changes.” Tell us about one of the first . . .
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