An Interview with Matthew Salesses
JI: We have physically met–as far as I can remember–one time: at the Literature Party at AWP in Chicago this year. During our brief conversation we talked mainly about our children, as we both have babies around the same age. So, not only are you a devoted father/writer, but you’re fiction editor at The Good Men Project, where, under their “About Us” page it says Continue Reading
An Excerpt from ‘Memories of Water’
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These are the things Tee learned in Prague, before his father came and flew him back to Mass General Hospital in September of 2002:
1. If someone sneezes while you’re talking, what you are saying is true.
2. If your nose is soft, you’re lying. Continue Reading
Excerpts from ‘I’m Not Saying, I’m Just Saying’
Circumnavigation
When the white girl was over, she liked to explore where I lived. She wore the wifely woman’s slippers with her own gel inserts. A gel my company did the ads for. She’d found the ads on a worst-of list and connected me to them through intuition or internet. I refused to discuss work. Continue Reading
La Primavera
Ultimately, we end up turning memories into our own images. Of course, it really happened so it feels very real. But…say I construct the future, as though I’m making a film about it. As I imagine all kinds of situations, I think what I create would feel a lot more real than some memory. (Iseya, in After Life by Hirokazu Koreeda)
Melissa is telling me that I don’t have HBO even though I do. Continue Reading
Poetry Feature: Peter Davis
There are certain things I’ve always wanted to do: learn to play the cello, win an NEA grant, be famous for single-handedly slaying a vast army of Orcs, publish the poetry of Peter Davis, etc. (See that segue there?) I first discovered Peter’s work years and years ago when I came across a poem in MARGIE called Winter with Abraham Lincoln, Continue Reading
Winter With Abraham Lincoln
We went sledding. I pulled plastic bags
over my feet before I stuffed them in my moon boots. Continue Reading
Boo Radley’s Back Pages
May 15, 1856: The would-be birthday of American author L. Frank Baum, the wonderful wizard behind Oz.
"I am convinced that the only people worthy of consideration in this world are the unusual ones. For the common folks are like the leaves of a tree, and live and die unnoticed.”
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