Essays
… to make a few calls, pick up leads, record videos for the website, and sort through junk mail. Hence the utility of … During the housing boom, Zalewski and his editor, Eddie Dominguez, were on the front lines of Miami’s real … Zalewski admits. “That tends to be one of the negotiating points I have to deal with every time, because they’re all …
Poetry
… Seeing the Body She died & I— In the spring of her blood. I remember my mother’s first injury. The surprise of unborn petals curling light, red, around her wrist. Some fruit she …
… is—the crushing dissatisfaction with one’s wardrobe that comes on quite by surprise. Anyway, today at the post office … will be here, and I am providing the mincemeat pie. I also had another offer, from Miss Palmer at the library. It … went well, under the circumstances. Did Uncle Ferdie tell about Little Grandma stealing her pony back from …
Fiction
… burden rests with Trotsky. Yesterday he rode past two soldiers raping a corpse in a ditch by the road. The world … “Great Balls of Fire” in Moscow at the Party Congress of 1926. In the morning he pitched his script. The meeting was … of his screenplay’s closing act. Running through his plot points as quickly as possible, he arrived at the penultimate …
… calendar and try to figure out a convenient time for me to die. Then I made a list of people who are already dead, … I have never smoked a cigarette in my life. My parents, also nonsmokers, reared me in Winston-Salem, North Carolina, … my parents owned some stock in Reynolds Tobacco Company. When my lung malignancy was first diagnosed, I …
Poetry
… is too musical a word. I heave into the soil. You cannot die. I just came to this life again, alive in my silent … the way I’m supposed to according to the government website, but right now there’s a bee on it. Yellow on …