She had called.
It was the night before the first day of junior year, a Sunday, a day normally reserved for lunch with the grandparents, minimal yard work for his mother, and an evening spent grilling hot dogs with his father in the driveway of his Belhaven rental, where he had lived since the divorce. But tonight was different. Read the rest of this entry »
“Do you have a problem with nudity?” Laura asked.
“Nudity? Um…I guess as a general concept, no, I don’t have a problem with it,” I replied.
“We’re not doing porn, if that’s what you’re thinking!” Laura said. “I mean, it’s not porn, so don’t worry about that. I mean, if one of the contestants starts having relations with a girl and you’re in the room you can stay and watch or you can leave. That’ll be your choice. That’s all I mean.” Read the rest of this entry »
Chocolate and beer. To have tasted the Belgian variety of these treats is to count yourself among the lucky. Believe it or not, they may be all that’s left of a strained Belgian national identity. Read the rest of this entry »
by Jonathan Hust and Clifton Smith
This exchange took place between our contributor Jonathan Hust and co-editor Clifton Smith. It concerns Jonathan’s addition of a “Current Must-Hear Shortlist” to his Review of Autumn of the Seraphs, also featured in this issue. The list includes five additional albums and a numeric rating; it prompted the following editorial debate. Read the rest of this entry »
Entrada from the Festival of the Virgin of Urkupiña
My wife Sally and I are Spanish language students in Cochabamba, Bolivia, and have been here since the first of July, 2007. I do not pretend great wisdom, or extraordinary insight. On the contrary, I am living the wonderfully relaxed life of a full-time student, soon to be thrust back into the “real world.” Read the rest of this entry »
by Felix Schulz
view of Wu Tai Shan
My journey to China began some time ago. To be honest, it seems to me as though my relationship to this country has an older history: it goes as far back as a life can go. Read the rest of this entry »
For several days my car hadn’t been starting. I decided to take the day off from work to get it fixed and had to take a cab to get to my lifeless automobile. This journey was perhaps the most traumatic experience my fragile psyche had to deal with to that date. Read the rest of this entry »