Issue 2 - Winter/Spring
for finding us...."
Blinding, blistering, suffocating summer. On Long Island, middle
Long Island, west of the vainglorious Hamptons and east of any
bonafide Manhattan affiliation, on this Long Island of housing
developments and strip malls, of American Dreams flayed across the
blanched sod of half-acre rectangles, here all summers are such,
as far back as anyone remembers..."
my grandfather's driveway I stared at the bleak front yard, once carpeted
in pink feathery fallout from giant mimosas..."
watch our father walk on water. He is walking across it. Our father is
crossing this dirty river that runs through this dirty river town. He is
crossing the river, coming back from the riverís other side. We see that
he has, hanging from each of his muddy hands, a muddy bucket..."
was born in Pittsburgh in 1971. As a child she played alone in a dirt lot
behind her familyís wooden farmhouse, hacking the synthetic hair off her
dolls with left-handed scissors. "Naughty!" she scolded, roughly
swinging a new doll in her fist. "You are bad bad bad!" ..."
all. Once there was a war, between North and South, and the war was lost,
and the war was won, as is usually the case. Yet the outcome is still
contested, in a thousand small ways..."
Antrim's most recent novel, The Verificationist, is yet another
step upon the bold literary path that Mr. Antrim is making for
himself. Satire, invention, intelligence, heart: these are the
elements that Antrim utilizes to stand apart from the norm in American
clouds clamp down as dozens of fur-
adorned bodies flounder across the strait.''
Are Excellent" .... Jack Shuler
the Bible said. A satin
never drags in the dirt..."
u c l e a r" ..... Terrance Hayes
v e r s e a s" ..... Terrance Hayes
Love I" ..... Mary Whittemore
Love II" ..... Mary Whittemore
day, we are surrounded by ordinary objects which would, considered
in another light, cease to be ordinary. This is the ultimate
purpose of all art - to transcend the everyday and offer a new
perspective for consideration..."
work is a combination of science fiction, real technology and
abstraction. Each piece is loosely based upon a scientific theory,
field or concept, most having to do with our desire to extend
ourselves as individuals and a species..."