A Master at Work

Man is always beginning everything anew, even in his own life.

A Small Blip on an Eternal Timeline

I grabbed him by the face and told him life only comes to a person once.

A Smile of Fortune

She favoured me with an even more viciously scornful “Don’t care!”

A Soldier’s Lover

We never really had what might be considered a normal conversation.

A Storyteller’s Story

Americans have always a kind of tenderness for cheat.

Across the Sea: A Sequence

The stones here carry the island’s low cry inside them. A landlocked grief.

All My Friends Are Sad & Bright

We’ve seen the news. We know the story. How even our bodies hurt us.


To resist him, I danced how he wanted, but made a mockery of it.

Badger Mountain

Keely finally stops crying when they step outside. The shock of cold.

Barbie Chang Poems

Some days Barbie Chang wants to hang up her Asian boots.

Barbie Chang’s Daughter Asks

Barbie Chang asks why the evil one always has black hair.

Beautiful Daughters

I hate it here, but I’ll make the best of it, because that’s what mothers do.

Best Advice

My advice can be succinctly expressed in three words: Persist, persist, persist!


When we’re all together like this it feels like hope is a possibility.


No one tells you what it sounds like out in the streets when bullets clang.

Christian Soldiers

In the street waiting for a cab, Ann’s boyfriend entrusted me with the story.

Clips from Our Interview with Jennifer Egan

Audio clips of Pultizer Prize winner Jennifer Egan on her work.

Dante on Broadway

How many times had I passed it in a taxicab or walked within sight of it?

Dear America

My grandfather has a space where the tip of his thumb should be.

Dear America

Soon I will walk up those same back steps the police took by force.

Dear America

Dear Jesse Helms

And jesse, the smart bombs do not recognize the babies.

Dear John and Other Poems

Please look away from Mars dangling so angry in so much darkness.

Death in the Woods

He got his wife off a German farmer, for whom he went to work one day.

Decoy Project

Atomic bomb. How could those two words be said together?

Do You Have a Name?

You knelt down to kiss her, avoiding, of course, the wound at her brow.


Many people remarked upon the similarities between the flags.

Don’t Beat My Sister

The human heart is far more intricate than any single term can describe.

Downhill Triolets

Ring, ring, ring at 2 a.m. means meth’s got my brother in the slammer again.

Downhill Triolets

He’s in the back of the cop car, hands in handcuffs, shaped like infinity.