That’s what you get if you win a round the Samoan said after my right cross glanced off his cheek and his response shifted my nose from the center of my face to somewhere near my right ear. What do I get if I lose one, I asked spitting blood. I always had a big mouth. […]
Prose
Chris Brennan: Second Grade Sin
It took about a week for the Polish nun who ruled supreme over my 2nd grade class to notice I had stopped praying aloud like my classmates who dutifully repeated the Our Father and Hail Mary spelled out on the chalk board. She berated me with withering scorn as 29 other 2nd graders read […]
Laura McCullough: Grace & Good Will
On the way home, I stop in the Good Will store in New Brunswick which I have passed going and coming for a couple of weeks while my father has been in the hospital.
Ben Drinen: Britches
I stood at the corner of B Street and Allegheny Avenue. I leaned against the wall of Rebounds Bar, where they make you check your weapons at the door. All the guns and knives up on top of the fridge. Like a coat check.
Lauren Krauze: Advent
Advent December 2006 We were inches from the stage. If I sat on the edge of my seat and reached forward, the tips of my fingers would touch the chair of the principle violinist. His hair was white and wild, his eyes fixed on the music. Before the performance, he stood and turned his back […]
Adrian Todd Zuniga: Let it End Like This
An introduction to an installation of the same title, March 9 – May 14, 2011, Apexart Art, New York, NY. No one I’ve loved has ever died. That was the unofficial starting point, in July of 2010, for Let It End Like This. That truth has made death—which I’ve been fascinated by (my own and […]