March 06, 2024
“Depicted with apocalyptic energies, the linked collections recall the initial traumas of colonialism as well as the postcolonial aftershocks that assumed the form of political-ethnic conflicts.”
February 28, 2024
“I hope someday we find these fossils / for real, uncover the cracked concrete / of crumbled capitalism buried deep / under layers of sediment and time,” from “Dinosaurs,” by Quinn Carver Johnson
December 12, 2023
October 24, 2023
The offspring’s appetites know no end. What’s a mother, any mother—even that mother who nurtures us all—to do?
“Grief sits in the bottom of my lungs — / maybe I cradle it there so I can breathe / every spore, every whiff of a slivering / land and an unfurling chest — / so I can say I have lived through the worst / of the fires,” from “The Air Has Changed,” by Rina Garcia Chua
Climate change, resource depletion, extreme weapons, AI, and more: Richard Heinberg looks at the individual threats composing the unprecedented convergence of risk leading us to a global polycrisis.
“River, sea, blood, / heart-mind to take care of. / Wind, oxygen, sustenance. / Come on brother, wake up,” from “Archaic,” by Ana Gayoso (trans. by Whitney DeVos)
“n the free circulation of commodities, there is no center or edge. We are all part of the same untraceable sludge,” from “Dead Horse Bay,” by Santiago Acosta (trans. by Tiffany Troy & The Women in Translation Project)
“A person should fold up his world / put his head between his legs / and so observe his existence / say things of worth things that foresee the future / by becoming round / by lowering his head uniting the edges,” from a poem by Susan Afterman (trans. by Linda Stern Zisquit)
A New Dawn
It’s 2050, and five African nations have surrendered their sovereignty to form a new nation. Alande Mukumbi, the new president of Embo, is determined to prove the naysayers wrong.
They Flew by Night
“The ice thickened and awoke with a snap. It stretched, shivered, and strengthened again. Each day it grew deeper and, for a short while, reflected the shine of the distant sun back into the sky,” from “They Flew by Night,” by Mirja Lanz (trans. by Catherine Venner)
Ruins
“Ruins give us this beautiful idea,” writes the author, “that you could make something, something wonderful and strange, as pleasing as you could, imbuing it with something of yourself.” Yet even the self, subject to time, must evanesce.
Photographer Yousef Khanfar recalls his time with Justice Sandra Day O’Connor in this tribute to the first female justice of the United States Supreme Court.
Even though the Latin American novel was never the West’s “Other,” the new Handbook published by Oxford University Press does a marvelous job of producing a sorely needed remapping of the continent’s contributions to the genre.
What are the three ancient Irish sports and how have they played a role in Irish history? Find out this and more in Mraović-O’Hare’s short essay.
6 Questions for Patrícia Melo
Five Questions for (and five answers from) Brazilian crime-writer Patrícia Melo, whose new novel, The Simple Art of Killing a Woman, takes on femicide in Brazil, a justice system plagued by inequities, and even deforestation in the Amazon.
A Conversation with Tsotsil Filmmaker María Sojob
An interview with María Sojob, a Tsotsil filmmaker, who visited the University of Oklahoma in November 2023 as part of the Mayan Film Festival.
6 Questions for Silvia Moreno-Garcia
A mini-interview with Silvia Moreno-Garcia, author of Certain Dark Things, a vampire tale set in Mexico City.
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