“We gave the child a gift. Whenever he pointed his fingers at us, we’d pretend to die.” Fiction by Glenn Shaheen.
Andrea Kleine in conversation with Jaime Fountaine about the porous feeling of living in the shadow of trauma, as depicted in Kleine’s new novel, Eden.
“I saw a Bruegel painting not long ago. I don’t remember which one. I do remember thinking, ‘If they came—the gun-to-your-head men, the would-you-rather enforcers—which Bruegel painting would I eat?'” Fiction by Dan Melling.
Roque Larraquy’s Comemadre joins the uncanny, self-aware tradition of Kafka, Mann, Walser, Artaud, with a dash of the Three Stooges. Joseph Houlihan reviews.
“I try not to let the names bring me down.” New work by Jeanne Jones.
Eileen G’Sell speaks with Liz Latty on the performative nature of gender, police brutality, and the #MeToo movement, in intersection with G’Sell’s first full length book of poetry, Life After Rugby.
Anne K. Yoder
“Is it information fatigue? Do we all suffer from it?” Anne Yoder explores the anxiety of embodiment in the face of our increasingly digital existence, in response to the online archive for Lara Schoorl’s Institutional Garbage exhibition, Adrian Piper, Daniel Borzutzky, and more.
“My last reading was okay” + “This guy working here hits the head of every doorway he walks through” + “Hella fell off this week seems like” + “Found myself” + “Have a goodnight” = Five new poems by Jesse Prado.
“To be fate-touched is not to die, but to live while dying.” Brianna Albers on the experience of living in the presence of death and finding relief in role-playing and myth.
Jeff T. Johnson
“If albums are literature, what sort of literature are they?” Jeff T. Johnson returns with a James Baldwin-inspired meditation on affect and emotion as delivered through song.