I sirened I lamped my bones and the boys mothed to me
said woman I’ve got to have you halve you
like a river I have no memory of being named
POETRY
ENUMERATE
History / Lit Pass / Fail
Lately, I have been searching for novels that collapse linear chronologies. Instead of stories that imply some march towards Progress in their telling, why not foreground the novels on the unrepeatability of life, memory, and vanishings?
ESSAY
American Smile
I clenched my teeth, seething at this age-old American innocence, the belief that at the end of the day, Americans meant well and, really, that ought to be enough. Enough to claim the perch of fame, the pedestal of saviors.
MICRO
Oxford Dictionary
“A true King serves his Queen. Meaning, always adjusts her crown when she bows at his feet.”
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The trick is to hold the breath and the tongue but not in the same hand, and without leaning in too far.
A Field, Any Field
I believe you believe you meant me no harm,
yet violence was the first way you learned to hold anything.
The Only Ones
He will wish away the well-meaning glances that say how far you must have come to get here, how proud your people must be, what an accomplishment it is to be the only one.
I Cannot Run This College on Less Than A Billion Dollars
Student fundraisers lubricate donor purse strings with the perfect mix of guilt and shame, although our ungrateful alums are catching on by blocking our calls. That's why I'm resorting to this letter. Times are tough.
A Letter and a Photograph
That night, L couldn’t fall asleep. The portrait he saw hanging in Hye-gyŏng’s room lingered before his eyes.
