Issue 19 | Winter 2019

Issue 19 includes work by Jesse Falzoi, Miguel Gardel, Fradl Shtok (translated by Jordan Finkin and Allison Schachter), Anu Kandikuppa, Daniel Uncapher, L.I. Sargis, Stefan Kiesbye, J S Khan, Luciana Erregue-Sacchi, Harford Hopson, Elvira Vigna (translated by Adrian Minckley) Luis Miguel Rivas Granada (translated by David Feller Pegg), Karin Wraley Barbee, Dennis Vannatta, Nadija Rebronja (translated by Ivana Maksić) Jared Pearce, Thomas Griffin, Stella Díaz Varín (translated by Rebecca Levi), and Kathleen Hellen. Cover art by Mary Burger.

The Fraud

Jesse Falzoi

A guy I met on a train to Madrid five years ago needed a place to stay for the night. He showed up at ten o’clock in the evening, as I was trying to watch a show a friend of mine had recommended to me. I was too tired, I’d been drifting

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Don’t Put Lee Flann On a Pedestal

Miguel Gardel

When I saw her for the first time, she was like the sun, all lit up and radiating beauty. But it was evening, so it was more like the moon, a glow, not sunshine, softly inviting me to come closer. And the smile.

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A Cut

Fradl Shtok
Translated by Jordan Finkin and Allison Schachter

People are strolling in and out of the park, each and every one of them taking even strides, while May limps just a little.

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Mismatched

Anu Kandikuppa

Srini had not wanted to hit the grocery store owner—he had done it only to make his wife Priya happy. She’d always been difficult to live with and was becoming more difficult every day,

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PeNn

Harford Hopson

I stared at the loose hair on the dash in front of me. It writhed, it shriveled. Cringed in the wind. But even with the windows open it buoyed to the dash. It was strong.

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I+zil+d=inha

Elvira Vigna
Translated by Adrian Minckley

There is a piss smell wafting from one of the corners (the left one) and, towards the front, the foot resting on the table in the black Havaianas

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Brief History of My Life

Stella Díaz Varín
Translated by Rebecca Levi

I command soldiers.
And I’ve told them about the danger
of hiding weapons
in the bags under their eyes.
They don’t agree.
And since they spend all their time arguing,
the battle’s already lost.

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A Tiny Orange Teardrop

Luis Miguel Rivas Granada
Translation by David Feller Pegg

Santa Claus had another shot of aguardiente, then he stood up and staggered to the urinal. Bumps and bulges swayed under his belly as he walked and his disfigured girth began to swell up above his black belt, as if his chest were spilling out.

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Twenty-First-Century Fairy Tale

Karin Wraley Barbee

The first time I sat in the armchair by the fire, whiskey and biscuits on a silver plate, the housekeeper removed my shoes, gestured to the window with her aged brown hand at the moonlit garden, at a grizzly circling

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Growing Boy

Dennis Vannatta

Mom set a can of Vienna sausage and a Yoohoo on the kitchen table in front of me. That’d been my favorite breakfast when I was a kid, but I’m fourteen now, an old fourteen it sometimes feels like although other times I think I’m just starting out. I don’t know.

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Optical Occlusions 12: Something About Drones

Mary Burger

From the Optical Occlusions series, looking at how perceptions of landscape are altered by technology and infrastructure. This piece is in the collection of the Sutter/California Pacific Medical Center Cathedral Hill Hospital in San Francisco, opening in 2019.

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