“I have been reading steadily for seventeen years; when I go down I want to start writing”. What Penelope […]
Category Archive: essay[s]
Looking at Despentes’ books that have not been translated into English alongside those that have _ _ _ […]
It was 7:30pm and we were already late for the Improv show, Alhamra’s Hall III already with a […]
It is hard to find a point to begin because there was no moment of revelation. It was […]
I have just read Southeaster, a novel by the Argentine writer Haroldo Conti. For the translator, Jon Lindsay […]
OUTSIDE IN Leach and I leave the gallery. Dusk still hums. Texas spring dusks are Arctic. Instead of […]
My loafers had begun disintegrating. I sat with my back to the Kimbell Art Museum. Decaying spring dusk […]
In the summer of 2016, I was invited to LiteraTurm, a festival in Frankfurt am Main, as part […]
1. I don’t really know what I’m doing. I don’t really have the relevant information. However, as my […]
“ Just you wait, all of you ghosts of this room, just you wait…” ―John Fante, Ask the […]
minor literature[s] 