Elegy for Norman Dubie During sex, I often think of a fact I heard, which is that during sex, our impulse toward disgust is diminished. I think this in order […]
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with bump & grind bass lines and dancing dudes in harmony serenading in the rain or inside a car heading to a house party and there are always choreographed men […]
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For Beverly Buchanan (1940–2015) Beverly can recite the Emancipation Proclamation using her cane for punctuation. She will thrust her cane at any jackass nearby and he’ll fall back […]
Read MoreYou and Eddie Garcia pulled, from the storm tunnel in the cowfield that bordered your backyards, and from your own sere backyards, from amid wet, high weeds out in the […]
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It’s too soon to see the doctor again, but here you sit in a suffocating press of pregnant-smelling women, each of them clothed in saccharine colors. It’s like waiting to […]
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Tulsa City Councilor Vanessa Hall-Harper is, by her own admission, not a “huggy” kind of person. In fact, she is often described as distant and unapproachable by those who find […]
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These hotels are not consoling places. Far from it. Any number of people had hung up their hats on those pegs. Even the flies, if you thought of it, had […]
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This excerpt comes from the first part of a trilogy titled Motherland by Zordun Sabir (1937–1998), published posthumously in 2000. One of the best-known and most widely read Uyghur novels, […]
Read MoreThe mingbeg* official’s residence had lavish gates, a garden bursting with grape vines, and an airy, light-filled house. Ornate and well-oiled lampstands hung on wide pillars. To the left of […]
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