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Bicentennial Brother
David demarcated his territory on the waiting room chairs with assorted belongings: here a pencil, here a pair of sunglasses, here a pillow in a blue terrycloth sleeve…
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Playing Telephone
And the winner for the 2008 Safeway World Championship Pumpkin Weigh-Off is… Bill Lane!” Bill leaned into his wife for a kiss. His son beamed and Bill acknowledged the little boy’s pride with a hearty shake of his shoulder. Bill rose and to acknowledge the audience’s cheers, he smiled, clutched his enormous belt buckle between…
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Princeton Mime Club
After thirty years, one student revives the Princeton Mime Club
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Another Way of Missing You
In the French, tu me manques – you are missing to me. You are missing to me, to my body, to my arms which starve on air, to my eyes which dream up the shape of you in everything. You are missing to my fingertips and the roots of my hair, to my toes, to…
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Interview with Phil Klay
The author of Redeployment and former member of the Marine Corps talks with the Nassau Weekly about war, narrative, and questions of empathy.
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Portraits of My Father
He no longer sleeps in the bed they shared. He did for a little while, which surprised me. I would have thought her absence would have been the most palpable there, but I suppose the imprint on her pillow was the nearest thing he had to a kiss goodbye.
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Celebrity love/Or infatuations/Haiku form, sometimes
We stole Professor Cornel West from Harvard. I Guess we’re not racist. Angela Hodgeman Sends work notices and draw announcements. Delete. CB, I’d like a Sandwich. But only if it’s Not too much to ask. Chapman likes to sing Aloud to himself on the streets. Please stop it, Chapman. Evan Baehr wishes That the world…
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June 15, 1936
Billy stands in the stern, chin tilted upward and twenty-gauge at his feet, dipping that pole into the night water like a gondolier and pulling us along in rhythm. My arm muscles are getting sore as I steady the sides so that the boat doesn’t tip us over into the swamp like it did last…
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Portraits of Exploitation
Their faces were painted in hurried brushstrokes, slightly off-color, and without many identifying characteristics.