"Missing is a strange feeling. It doesn’t have to mean you are wishing to be in the place you are missing."—Linda Schenck translates Kerstin Ekman; Marilyn Hacker translates Jean-Paul de Dadelsen; Ander Monson on marginalia; Helen Oyeyemi goes blonde; Nigel Peake listens to the sounds of a city; plus new fiction by Colin Barrett, Eric Bennett, Jonathan Lee, Sara Majka, and Per Petterson; and poems by Kimberly Grey, F. T. Marinetti, Lynn Melnick, and others.
Issue 20 • Kerstin EkmanThere were so many staring faces out there. Women are the worst, she thought. Why is that so? What did we do wrong? But she knew.
Issue 20 • Jonathan LeeIt seemed the kind of day when nothing serious could happen, the weather storybook pure. The kind of day when a man of Mason’s age might fall into an excitingly pointless affair, or combine a number of interesting ﬂavors of ice cream on a single delicate cone.
Issue 20 • Helen OyeyemiFor my part I was always a little disturbed by him because I’d never heard him tell a lie. That was horrifying to me, like living in a house with every door and window wide open all day long.
Issue 20 • Colin BarrettThe teachers thought him thick—and Bat was thick—but it was only when some of the other kids dubbed him Book Sniffer on account of how close he put his face to the page that he realized something was up.
Issue 20 • Per PettersonNo one in the kitchen really knew what “social aspirations” meant, it had to be a new expression, but Uncle Rolf had read a few books and thought he was damn clever.
Issue 20 • Jean-Paul de DadelsenStop. Instead of panting and gasping from second to second / Like a torrent hurtling from rock to rock with no special merit
Issue 20 • John DemingI’m scrubbing my face with a peach pit.
Issue 20 • Noah Eli GordonHis latest project is a long poem comprised of several thousand similes without subjects. Like golf.
Issue 20 • F. T. MarinettiAfter a long period of repose, a painter or sculptor who wishes to resume his creative activities at three on a summer afternoon will try in vain to excite inspiration with a traditional, succulent lunch.
Issue 20 • Eileen MylesI think I’m kind of Morrissey / don’t you
Issue 20 • Sara MajkaWhen she left he watched her walking in the thick air, her white blouse lit by the moon, like she was a spectral thing moving away from him. But what good is there in keeping the things you don’t want, simply because they are something?
Issue 20 • Nigel PeakeThe street has a certain length and the pavement a particular depth.
Issue 20 • Eric BennettHe says it destroys what it imitates by imitating it. Lonnie says a lot of things I don’t understand. But I know he wouldn’t want me riding in your car. I don’t ride in cars. Where’s your car?
Issue 20 • Arna Bontemps HemenwayThere is something vaguely troubling to her about men: their energies never seem contiguous.
Issue 20 • Ander MonsonIn truth I too defaced—books, surely, furiously, variously, before I understood their worth; but also: walls, homes, computer systems, aboveground pools, school buses, schools, school desks and lockers, bathroom stalls, urinals, garage doors, a bus station, car glass, cars, glass block windows, wineglasses at parties, Mr. Millenbach’s shed.
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