Hong Kong Karma
by Kevin Brown
for Suk Kuen Chow The summer I realized girls didn’t have cooties, my father died of liver failure. I was not present at my father’s… Read More »Hong Kong Karma
by Kevin Brown
graham greene on the importance of superficiality
“So much in writing depends on the superficiality of one’s days. One may be preoccupied with shopping and income tax returns and chance conversations, but… Read More »graham greene on the importance of superficiality
selection: the memoirist’s dilemma
“…a detective must find it as important as a novelist to amass his trivial material before picking out the right clue. But how difficult that… Read More »selection: the memoirist’s dilemma
Feet
by Todd Chapman
I’ll settle for the color of skin. Skin is the color of his skin, which is my skin, and one day while running my skin… Read More »Feet
by Todd Chapman
Run Away
by Jay Boyer
That is not true. Mommy did not call you an asshole. Mommy does not use that kind of language. Not with her little girl, who… Read More »Run Away
by Jay Boyer
The Roaring Ocean Does Not Roar
by James Warner
I was not the only Irishman on the SS Arizona, as we moored outside New York harbor, but I certainly wore the finest ankle-length otter-lined… Read More »The Roaring Ocean Does Not Roar
by James Warner
What We Are Doing
What then shall I do this morning? How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. What we do with this… Read More »What We Are Doing
Borges on Criticism & Compulsory Happiness
“I have tried to disregard as much as possible the history of literature. When my students asked me for a bibilography, I told them, ‘A… Read More »Borges on Criticism & Compulsory Happiness
Borges on enchantment
I have read almost all of Croce, and though I am not always in agreement with him, I am enchanted by him. Enchantment, as Stevenson… Read More »Borges on enchantment
Letter from Latvia
by Zinta Aistars
The first time I visited Latvia, my parents took me to Ventspils to see the city where my father had spent his teen years, just… Read More »Letter from Latvia
by Zinta Aistars