Essay |
“Jabas”
“If you were really Cuban, you would have learned sooner to carry plastic bags, tucked in your purse, in pockets, down the front of your shirt.”
Poetry |
“Mafia Myth” and “Midlife Aubade”
Fiction |
from My Mother’s Tears
“… she delivered this sentence that, true or false, desolates, rots the soul: You must always, at every moment, distrust everyone around you … Even your father … And even your mother …”
Poetry |
“Early Winter By the Fire”
Essay |
“How The Sausage Is Made” and “Dispatch”
“He eats a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and watches a television show about vocabulary. His father calls to say goodnight and is mildly disgruntled that the child is watching television.”
Poetry |
“After Feeding”
Poetry |
“‘We Have Aaron Hernandez’s Brain'”
Fiction |
from Études de silhouettes, micro-fictions by Pierre Senges
“… by the momentum of this detachment, I am able to remove the me who occupies these lines and is composing them, and who still ardently longs to exist on paper …”
Essay |
“The Gift of the God”
“… they come shopping for organic tomatoes because they heard organic might cure their cancer or black lung. They come lugging their oxygen-tanks along with them …”