If I believed in fate as an intelligent force, I would see my relationship with Jay as predestined.
Volume 26 issue 4
“Sometimes we revolutionaries are alone; even our children see us as strangers.”– Che Guevara The “guest speaker” […]
[Editorial note: Part one was published in December 2013.] III.
My Multi-Ethnic Friends & Other Stories, Cyril Dabydeen, Guernica Editions, Fall 2013,206 pages I waded into these short stories […]
The knock comes as Ellie scratches at the remnants of a dream.
Cricket’s on the TV.
I have become interested in the sonnet form recently after years of writing and publishing books of free […]
An essay on reading Bread and Wine By Ignazio Silone Signet Classics, 2005 – Fiction – 279 pages […]
I used to take my short stories to girls’ homes and read them to them.
No, it was not you I was thinking of when you caught me.
Does she usually read this way?
As Trixie and I filed out of the interpretation booth for the coffee-break, a smiling woman intercepted us.
I come before you in this essay without any intellectual pretensions whatever, because that is precisely what I will […]
After two months cruising the southwest Mexican coast, picking up poco espanole and John, I was ready to go home.
In the Drear Light of Zoo I see my shadow Elongated Etiolated, uprooted And high Plugged into the miracle […]
Part I This country’s fathers’ paramount desire was this – pursuit, unlimited, of wealth.
ARS POETICA Although I have dreamt of floating virginal and weightless, my blue gown ballooning on an […]
Wood ashes I growl in the back of my throat.
There is something obscenely theatrical about the Bhopal disaster.
[Editors’ note: We are publishing Patrick Barnard’s essay “The Ladder is Gone” in two parts: the first installment in this […]