“She regrets not what was, but what should have been, could have been.” —Marie NDiaye's self-portrait in green; Roxane Gay at war; Edward Carey on seeing and being seen; Rachel Farbiarz and Stefania Heim on Memorial Hill; new fiction by Jensen Beach, Elizabeth Gaffney, and J. Robert Lennon; poems by Camille Rankine, Craig Morgan Teicher, Marina Tsvetaeva, and others; and introducing Jamel Brinkley.
Two Poems | APS 18
Sometimes I want a built-in scalp / that looks and feels like skin. A form of camouflage, / protection against sunburn and frostbite, / horsehair that covers the nightmares and makes me civilized.
Dear Defacer | APS 20
"The space between biology and biography is vast. Both are tests. They seek to understand a life. We might believe we write our own, that who we think we are gives us the right to tell ourselves as we believe we are."
The Dead of Winter | APS 08
I had not felt so / tired so early in the day / since last winter / when we lived apart / for a time and the light / fixtures failed one by one