The Work of Hands By Jordan Kisner Summer 2020 1.We’ve been here twenty-six days, seven of us and the dog, and everyone needs a haircut. When we left New York for my in-laws’ farm in early March, we imagined we might be gone a week or two, and that at least in a rural area we could main [...] 1 Comment
Still Life With My Father’s Knives By Virgil Suarez Autumn 2001 For all the years he worked as a pattern cutterin the denim sweatshops of Los Angeles, my father never spoke of what it was he did. 0 Comments
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