...Benjamin S. Grossberg Benjamin S. Grossberg Before I Say She Is Dead, She Is Dead But the knowledge is inside me like a hummingbird in my mouth, buzzing there, its bright beating against the inside of my cheeks, on my tongue, the long, scraping needle of its bill. I open my mouth for small talk...

...Sneha Subramanian Kanta Sneha Subramanian Kanta To Those That Say Climate Change Is Not Real Being born in one country I left another I know even this is a privilege carried the atrocity of a colonial past interacted with the abyss of empire say border say border like it doesn t matter come, let...

...—while writing—and reading—about it makes us stand still. Creativity is represented by ideas on the move, messy, nonlinear, embodied, and in-between. And so, if ideas could describe this movement, what would they say? Special Section: Mobilizing Creativity, Part 1 Véronique Richard, Vlad Gl veanu...

...Whittney Jones © 2014 Whittney Jones 2014 Whittney Jones There Are Bright Signs in the Crystal Ball— I’d Say Yes Dear Aunt Debra, my intuition tells me a man wrote those fortunes you read. Did you ever notice that every ticket said yes? Sleep with him, wear...

... of solidarity on the left, Dean laments the contemporary Left’s inability to say “we,” a reluctance that, she argues, makes political action impossible. She finds that leftist currents such as radical democracy and radical pluralism have lost the conviction that capitalism must be overturned. However, her...

...Jennifer Duprey; Antonio Y. Vázquez-Arroyo In a way, the Western tradition of political theorizing has been defined, with very few exceptions (say, Karl Marx and Friedrich Engels or Niccolò Machiavelli), by a strategy of disavowal in dealing with the pervasiveness of violence in political life...

... censorship is bad but because it forecloses the examination of life. If the examination of life is defensible, it is not because it is good in opposition to an unexamined life that is bad (to the point of being worthless). In saying otherwise, the “good” Socrates of the Apology and the other early dialogues...

... mar- ried for a dozen years. He wanted more years. She just wanted more. It isn t your fault, Megan tells him again. There s nothing you could ve done, nothing anyone could ve done. Then she says, I was watching this science show where they talk about entropy. Disorder is easier. Sam says he still...

... me with food and a place to stay, I will see her for the driftless grownup she is. “Did you ask about jobs today?” “Nothing,” Jarret says, “I checked.” He is the assistant manager at the Abercrombie & Fitch in the Chestnut Hill Mall. I get up and sweep the wood floor...

..., you know, limber-like. She plays with the strings between her boobs and arches her one foot on the dusty floor like she’s gonna leap over the counter. My friends would say, “How you doing?” And that would be that. But I says, “Can I help you?” like I’m a damn suit working...

... Not Disturb! it says, Making Unicorn Stew. It’s boiling hot outside, and we don’t want to deal with their interruptions and stu- pid questions, like: “Did you know that my dad killed a bigger uni- corn than you did?” or “Did you use a regular gun or a plasma laser to kill the unicorn?” or “You...

... 2023 Tom Sokolowski 49 50 the minnesota review and the blood in my skull is war-drumming. That familiar anger. Killing him has to fix me. Vincent flushes, doesn t wash his hands, then, on his way back for the groceries, he sees me. The fuck? he shouts. I have a gun. I have a gun, I say, my revolver...

...Celia Laskey Celia Laskey Snow Angel I go into the Pancake House to hang more signs. The smell of sausage and syrup and damp down jackets infuses the air. The cashier says I can tape it to the front door. One outside, one inside? I ask. Sure, he says. As I press diagonal pieces of scotch...

... doorbell over and over and the other holds a 12″ vinyl record. He turns his head toward me and I duck behind the couch. I’m as still as I’ve ever been. All is quiet. I know you’re in there, Bono says. I saw the blinds move. Just open the door and let me give you our new...

...Gloria Frym © 2013 Gloria Frym 2013 Gloria Frym Mother May I No, you may not go into the water, mother says as we sit on the lawn outside the public pool, all of us, a rare Sunday during a May heat wave, eating bologna sandwiches, mother her cottage cheese and tomatoes with wheat...

... for another hour, then rushes inside. He mixes a Mudslide, calls Carl on the satellite phone and dictates a press release protesting Tongan incursions into New Iowa’s territorial waters. 36 the minnesota review “If it wasn’t just you out there,” Carl says, “the sovereignty...

... or the houses out in the country or the eyes of the divorcées whose children, after the fair each night, will drag themselves back to the garage to sit in lawn chairs and pick seeds from dry leaves before filling, then passing, the pipe. They want to talk about the fair but say nothing because it’s...

... with names on them, red letters stamped on driftwood-colored backgrounds. You assume this is Red Lobster's attempt to capture the names of old ships. One plank says Windward Phantom. One says Romance of the Seas. You think how your trip was supposed to be romantic. You think how your readings were...

..., crunching noises as she chews. In between bites, eye- ing your untouched order, she asks, “Something on your mind?” “Not hungry is all.” “We going to get into this here?” she says, already on the defen- sive, already assigning motivations (reluctance to go through with the pregnancy) to your...

... gushes out, he says. Gina drops her doll and backs up toward Rachel, who is reading with a group of children in the book area. Eliot slams the truck into the doll s bed so hard it dents the wood. He pokes a finger in the depression. Sam pushes the big fire truck beside Eliot and asks if he wants to race...