Magazine

This modern man is beat

This modern man, Habib bin Habib al Fulan, buzzes into the first pawnshop in Florida City with shoulders sunk down …

The Beautyful Ones Are Not Yet Born

The light from the bus moved uncertainly down the road until finally the two vague circles caught some indistinct object …

Too Bright to See

Too Bright to See is a book that plays with form as much as language. The poems are a mixture …

Sangama

La primera vez que leí Sangama, la gran novela de aventuras en la selva de Arturo D. Hernández, quedé perturbado para siempre …

Stories

This modern man is beat

This modern man, Habib bin Habib al Fulan, buzzes into the first pawnshop in Florida City with shoulders sunk down …

Melancholy Elephants

She sat zazen, concentrating on not concentrating, until it was time to prepare for the appointment. Sitting seemed to produce …

Prominent author

“My husband,” said Mary Ellis, “although he is a very prompt man and hasn’t been late to work in twenty-five …

Arts

Pulp fiction and Frank Frazetta

In the last hundred years, the face of literature and art has changed. It’s no longer a plaything of the …

El Retorno

La naturaleza, el ser y la libertad: el camino al retorno El mar y la tierra, tan amplios como el …

Word or two

Love I’m watching you Yet still worried that you might disappear I’m hugging you Yet still worried that you might …

Articles

Horror erotica in post-Soviet mystical journalism

It must have been a decade since I bought two issues of the same newspaper or magazine in a row—there’s …

On censorship in the Soviet Union

The story of writing Roadside Picnic (in contrast to the story of publishing it) doesn’t include anything amusing or even …

207th Bone: Interview with Xi Nan

Xi Nan speaks about her most recent project, 207th Bone by Zhou Li, Chinese poetry, and the art of translation.

Poetry

Truth as a pair of underwear

Chickens and Kalashnikovs tumble from the postern of a blind truck. It zigzags, fades into dust.

Music

The Beautyful Ones Are Not Yet Born

The light from the bus moved uncertainly down the road until finally the two vague circles caught some indistinct object …

Books

Horror erotica in post-Soviet mystical journalism

It must have been a decade since I bought two issues of the same newspaper or magazine in a row—there’s …