ABOVE THE WINTER ROCK I work in diagonals, in tangents of mud track and Ursa Minor. Trained as… Read more A Narrow Trail and Two Other Poems – RT Castleberry
What Trump Means – Maryam El-Shall
This is where the debate about the significance of Trump is mistaken. Trump is neither a false prophet nor the hope of the future. Rather, Trump is but the reflection of the present determining its place in history.
‘Merica vs. Cruz – Wade Linebaugh
Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Wade Linebaugh and I am launching a campaign to fight Ted Cruz.… Read more ‘Merica vs. Cruz – Wade Linebaugh
Seven Notes on the Sanders Campaign – Jedediah Purdy
Editor’s Note: A longer version of this piece is concurrently appearing in Dissent. 1. Presidential campaigns are flawed vehicles for… Read more Seven Notes on the Sanders Campaign – Jedediah Purdy
An Excerpt from “Midwinter” – Jamey Gallagher
Our friend, Jamey Gallagher has been kind enough to share with us an excerpt from his newly released novel “Midwinter.”With a blizzard bearing in from Jersey to Maine, why not shell out the price of a venti at Starbucks and support some great, contemporary American literature?
“Please, live free or die, if you wish…” – Jonathan Sawday
For my UK friends who don’t quite understand events in Oregon…. HRH the Prince of Wales is staying abreast of… Read more “Please, live free or die, if you wish…” – Jonathan Sawday
“She Wants the Young American:” Remembering David Bowie – Trevor Seigler
No, David Bowie was not an American (though he was afraid of Americans, judging from the title of one of… Read more “She Wants the Young American:” Remembering David Bowie – Trevor Seigler
On the BQE and Another Poem – Adam Breier
On the BQE He accepted deposits of Rolls of pennies From little old ladies Cashed checks In twenties “Please” And… Read more On the BQE and Another Poem – Adam Breier
Memories of Mark – Bill Cushing
This is not a story but a memory. In August 1980, having just lost a job in New York, a… Read more Memories of Mark – Bill Cushing
Poems of the Climate, I (after Eliot’s Waste Land, of course) – Jedediah Purdy
December is the weird-ass month, raising Daffodils from dozing land, mixing Hallmark cards and bafflement, mudding Up our seasons with… Read more Poems of the Climate, I (after Eliot’s Waste Land, of course) – Jedediah Purdy
