Monthly Archives: June 2012

Andreas Economakis

   THE LETTER B when you find yourself avoiding the letter b in your address book when your heart feels a foot deep in heavy liquid you catch yourself  alone on the couch unable to move on though its been 2 … Continue reading

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Elias Khoury’s Little Mountain

By Karim Abuawad Written by the Lebanese man of letters Elias Khoury, Little Mountain (al-jabal al-saghir 1977) is a novel set during the early phase of the Lebanese Civil War, a war that lasted from 1975 to 1990. Paradoxically, the … Continue reading

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STUDY FOR LOVE’S BODY By Katherine Larson I. Landscape with Yellow Birds The theories of Love have become tremulous and complicated. The way snow falls or Saturn revolves repeatedly around some distance where space is nothing yet still something that … Continue reading

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Adam Benedetto

On the Eve of the Recall, June 5th, 2012 (a speech given in NYC by a Wisconsinite who loves Wisconsin) – Adam Benedetto To the people gathered here tonight at Kettle of Fish, to the people of Wisconsin, to the, … Continue reading

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Button by Maggie Smith It’s the 50s. You wear your dark Levis cuffed up six inches. You have a cowlick. There is a birthday party you won’t attend after a bad haircut. Your mother says, Button, it’s not the end … Continue reading

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Sin # 2

Sin # 2 By Hannah Phinney Milef had dyed green hair, of course, because she was punk. One side of her head was razored to the scalp, while the other was overrun with the glossiest of clumps and spikes, their … Continue reading

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PERENNIAL By Bruce Willard I was tired of wanting, tired of morning, tired of the way the ocean waits for the sun to set. I was tired of thawing, tired of spring. Tired of hoping bulbs would rise. And when … Continue reading

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