Battling Tsundoku and Charlie Rose

  Battling Tsundoku and Charlie Rose (An excerpt) By Alejandro Varela   Toni I ran into Toni Morrison once on a Beaux-Arts staircase in a sprawling building full of office suites, classrooms, and lecture halls shamelessly named after people whose primary accomplishment in life had been the accumulation of wealth. It was a couple of hours before a guest lecture that she was about to give, I later learned. The building was empty, except for her and I and her small retinue. She had an aura—nothing paranormal, but how could I possibly know for sure? Auras might be a natural consequence to having your voice validated so indisputably and overwhelmingly. Hi, she responded to my blank stare midway up the spiraled, neo-classical single helix. We shared the same step. We were Guanine. Paradise had just debuted to acclaim, but not the same acclaim of Beloved. I hadn’t read either. The next day I awoke steeped in regret. I’d missed a unique opportunity to embark on a lifelong friendship with a living legend. I set out to read all of Morrison’s books, in case there was a next time. The campus store didn’t have Tar Baby in stock, but I bought...
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Arriving

  Arriving By Maritza Arrastia   This is an excerpt from  the beginning of the novel in progress Todos. It takes place in a fictional Caribbean island, half socialist and half a colony, that sits in the sea in relation to the metropolis, called the City, like Cuba sits in relation to key West. The collapse of capitalism is just a few degrees more acute than it is now. For two centuries Karaya, the  colony, has been fighting a  liberation war against the City. Socialist Ventura has been defending its revolution from unrelenting imperial attack for fifty years. The island is straddled by an imperial base, half of it in the colony and half of it in the socialist country. Many rebels have been disappeared there and a permanent demonstration has arisen beside it, where my protagonists have just arrived, a pod of two women in their sixties, one with her son who is 17,  and one with a six year old granddaughter, looking for Desaparecido loved ones who may have been disappeared in the base.   The driver dumped our duffels on the gravel and took off. Before we left the City my son Machi made the rule, one...
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A Common Amnesia

  A Common Amnesia By Alex Cuff Originally published in Apogee Issue 4   But not yet have we solved the incantation of this whiteness, and learned why it appeals with such power to the soul; and more strange and far more portentous—why, as we have seen, it is at once the most meaning symbol of spiritual things, nay, the very veil of the Christian’s Deity; and yet should be as it is, the intensifying agent in things the most appalling to mankind. –Herman Melville, Moby Dick, 1851 white butcher paper wrapping the white bagel with the white sesame seeds inside white wax paper white spray paint tagging the framing store on metropolitan before 1691 the word white did not exist white letters of Brooklyn Seoul six white people in the bagel store white napkins the white Nissan sedan parked across the street left over dirty white snow before 1691 the word white did not exist in a legal document the white help wanted sign in the bagel store window me a white girl sitting under the bright white light bulb that many things I do or do not do think or do not think say or do not say...
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