(Minneapolis, MN: Graywolf Press, 2010) I’ve always loved moments of crisis in literature—episodes that force characters to reevaluate and redefine themselves, and to recognize the false pretenses of their previous existences, or of any claim to personal consistency. (One of … Continued
(New York, NY: Bloomsbury, 2010) Thomas E. Kennedy dedicates In the Company of Angels to “those who have endured what I can scarcely begin to imagine; and for those that will not be indifferent.” Torture—the unspeakable pain and fear suffered … Continued
Since Rooey died, I’m no longer myself. Foods I’ve hated my entire life, I crave. Different things are funny. I’ve stopped wearing a bra. I bet they’re thinking about firing me here at work, but they must feel bad, my … Continued
Let me tell you about my dream, my father said. Two black men walk into a bar and the rosy-faced, white barkeep says we don’t serve niggers in here and one of the men points to the other and says … Continued