I still had the Piedmontese capital in my mind; the monarchic city
with its piazzas inhabited by scientists and kings, by politicians and by warriors
motionless in tired and solemn poses on their pedestals of stone, I still had in
mind all of the strange lyricism of its fateful geometric construction.
—Giorgio de Chirico
Fiction | APS No. 24
Read Martha Cooley's 2017 O. Henry prizewinning story from No. 24: "Maybe those women felt as mercurial and blurry as she often did. Well, not blurry, exactly: incompletely inventoried. Like a house with unexplored rooms."
Prizewinner | New School
Patricia Hampl has selected Rebekka Rafnsdóttir for the inaugural Bette Howland Nonfiction Prize: this is "the whole purpose of personally voiced nonfiction: you have to feel you aren't being told a story, simply, but that the writer is trying to sort something out."