poetry
Vertigo
Emily Davidson
We are upheld by small waters in our ears,
kept an even thirty-eight degrees, give or take;
one hundred pounds plus – assured equilibrium.
More evidence of things beyond our control. [Read more...]
fiction
Something Important and Delicate
Mark Paterson
Every year in the last week of summer, just before school started, the carnival came to town. It took up most of the parking lot of the strip mall on top of the hill, overlooking the highway. The Carousel, Tea Cups, The Matterhorn, and Moby Dick materialized like visiting relatives from far away, mysterious yet familiar, in town for a few days, looking slightly older than they did the year before.
Dad was the biggest carnival fan. He talked it up throughout the summer, the anticipation mushrooming by August. “Carnival’s coming!†[Read more...]
nonfiction
Clippings From an Old Man’s Life
John Barta
Birthday
(Hungarian countryside, 1945)
I sit close to the bobbing, chocolate landscape of the horses’ backs, their ears little tents way up ahead. Long tails dance to the roll of haunches, one swinging just a touch faster than the other, but there are magical moments of synchrony.
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fiction
Euclid’s Five Postulates
Translation by Pablo Strauss
Author: Mélanie Vincelette (from Qui a tué Magellan, Leméac éditeur, 2004)
In the Ivory Coast in Abidjan they like to eat bats in gooseberry jam. Gabriel Contamine likes to eat Lesieur canned peas, on Friday night, lounging in front of the TV. A documentary on the sex life of the staghorn sumac lets Gabriel forget the internecine plots hatched that week at the office, forget his [Read more...]