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09.17.13	Steve Barbaro, A Genealogy of Instinct There were few realms in which he was a novice, that Saro, let alone the sphere of self-fashioning.
09.10.13	Wendy Lotterman, Three Poems My path is determined by invisible gold coins that rattle at the bottom of a moneybag until their volume becomes a ruby.
09.03.13	Karla Kelsey, Interval And so found myself to be the not-iris planted in the Mary Garden as in picture her eyes (forget-me-nots) her hair (maidenhair fern) her fingers fluttering as she speaks with her hands (potentilla).
08.27.13	Robert Antoni, Minstrel Passage Under cover of darkness, and not unlike a pirate heself, Mr. Stollmeyer eventually dared climb the Rosalind’s mainmast.
08.20.13	New to Audio Vault: Karen Russell reads from her work.
08.13.13	Jennifer S. Cheng, From Letters to Mao Dear Mao, I want to describe for you the feeling of sleep, as described by neuropsychologist Giulio Tononi, who uses words like oscillations and waves, while his patient is noted to gather the phrase the sea moving a boat.
08.06.13	New to Audio Vault: Junot Díaz reads from his work.
07.30.13	James Brubaker, Excerpts from the Glossary for A Practical History of Dr. Horatio Bergen’s Experiments in Time Travel Absence of Time: For the purposes of this volume, references to an absence of time primarily address a subject’s lack of an internal perception module by which humans experience the passage of time.
07.23.13	New to Audio Vault: Robert Coover talks about William Gaddis.
07.09.13	John Johnson, Three Poems These are the days everyone talks about: pixilated skies,/ newness reinventing itself like an aura, each of us/ driving away.
06.25.13	New to Audio Vault: Samuel R. Delany talks about William Gaddis.
06.18.13	Kilby Smith-McGregor, Without a Body (in which—sea monsters—and Ava’s wedding ring is returned to Jacob by a female police officer)
06.11.13	New to Audio Vault: Francine Prose talks about William Gaddis.
06.04.13	Lindsay Hill, From Sea of Hooks A strikingly lovely young woman was sitting alone at a table in Christopher’s section.
05.28.13	New to Audio Vault: Rick Moody talks about William Gaddis.
05.21.13	Stuart Greenhouse, Two Poems The cat who wore too many pajamas took a walk around the block, said/ I’d rather be in bed but the walk around the block takes me there.
05.14.13	New to Audio Vault: editor Bradford Morrow talks about William Gaddis.
05.10.13	Can Xue, Venus Qiu Yiping, a thirteen-year-old middle-school student, was secretly in love with her thirty-five-year-old cousin with the whimsical name Xuwu.
05.10.13	Ann Lauterbach, Three Poems Mutable stipend/ saturated in the bright room/ with a thin blue rug.
05.09.13	Gabriel Blackwell, ( ) Now alone, knock on Bobby (that most famous of wooden noumena, the not-in-use-just-now dummy of ventriloquist Signor Blitz (famed, as you already know, for the spectacle of his opening routine
05.08.13	Brian Evenson, Torpor When they slept she had gotten into the habit of resting both her hands on his arm. Now that his arm was gone, what was she to do?
05.07.13	Lucy Ives, Orange Roses In a kind of fantasy in which I frequently indulge, I discover a way to become so interested in work that I no longer speculate in the negative about the emotional lives of others.
05.06.13	Robert Olen Butler, AWOL The night my mother died, I was sleepless in a hotel room in Miami.
04.30.13	New to Audio Vault: Otto Penzler and Bradford Morrow discuss mystery and noir.
04.23.13	Karen Lepri, Correspondence sans Violin dear a.,/ have you found them/ huddled in ash/ their fat leaves like parasols
04.16.13	New to Audio Vault: Charles Bernstein reads from his work, including his poems in Conjunctions:60, In Absentia.
04.09.13	Derek Gromadzki, Cathedra Murmur sift incomplete and sudden
04.02.13	New to Audio Vault: Valerie Martin reads from “Et In Acadiana Ego”, published in full on Web Conjunctions.
03.26.13	Monica Datta, Architectural Absence Aedicule: A small shrine nominated, to the Académie Québécoise, in the category of official sacramental profanity.
03.19.13	New to Audio Vault: Jedediah Berry reads from his work, including his “Seven Stories” in Conjunctions:59, Colloquy.
03.12.13	Aaron Gilbreath, What Is and What Could Be: Hank Mobley When my coworker Robert heard that I was getting into jazz, he brought a CD into work for me.
03.05.13	Brian Blanchfield, Two Onesheets Br’er was a trouble word in early 1980s North Carolina.
02.26.13	Sejal Shah, Curriculum The map was printed on a handkerchief.
02.19.13	Margaret Queeney, Four Phantom Limbs It drags an unlined palm forward, clutching/ a way over ground by paper-smooth fingers.
02.12.13	Jacques Roubaud, Four Sonnets, translated by Michael Reid Busk With papers, crayons, ink, colors, with/ Signs then words
02.05.13	Paul Hoover, The Windows This is my entreaty and my first word.
01.29.13	Eric Pankey, Three Poems Stray frays of virga. In the wood grain: line graph of annual rainfall.
01.22.13	Jason Labbe, From Maps for Jackie days of rain project/ ennui in morning
01.15.13	Kim Chinquee, Three Stories She wears his socks and they pack the dogs and leashes, getting in his Jeep, the dogs in back with their heads out the window.
01.08.13	Shelley Jackson, A Report on Certain Curious Objects, Believed to Be Words in an Unknown Language of the Dead The headmistress of the Vocational School for Ghost Speakers & Hearing Mouth Children, in addition to turning out youthful amanuenses for the dead, developed a theory of what she called the necrocosmos.
12.18.12	Joanna Ruocco, Third Party The woman turned to lie on her side in the bed. Her body turned in bed, but she did not turn. She was looking at the ceiling.
12.11.12	Rob Walsh, Five Stories Women like drinks, so they say.
12.04.12	Maxine Chernoff, Three Poems There is a world in which the old tumult breathes its conclusions.
11.27.12	Eric Linsker, Three Poems The divisions are what we will do newly in this world
11.20.12	New to Audio Vault: Yannick Murphy reads from The Call.
11.13.12	Thea Brown, Three Poems All stories begin with a doorbell
11.07.12	China Miéville, Theses on Monsters The history of all hitherto-existing societies is the history of monsters.
11.06.12	Emma Smith-Stevens, Guide to a Childhood Diversion This is a game for two sisters.
11.01.12	Alexandra Kleeman, Hylomorphosis An angel faces the painting of the famous angel with sword looming above a battle.
10.30.12	Rebecca Lilly, Shadow Boxes Day’s whole transparency/a relief the fine turning
10.25.12	Robert Coover, The Reader Without a reader of his own, he creates one in a story he calls “The Reader.”
10.23.12	Lucas Southworth, An Introduction to James Gatrell’s Journals and Letters A few days after James Gatrell turned sixty-five, his colleagues at Emory University threw him a retirement party.
10.18.12	Jedediah Berry, Seven Stories The kids at my mother’s house are new recruits, and I don’t know their names.
10.16.12	Tomaž Šalamun, Four Poems, translated by the author and Michael Thomas Taren Discus hit in the golden field./ The tent endures downpours of wine.
10.11.12	Jonathan Lethem, More Little Tales of the Internet He was a guy who was very much a big deal to see, in a kind of you-don’t-see-him-very-often way, as well as in a then-when-you-do-he’s-on-Skype kind of way.
10.09.12	Adam Fitzgerald, Three Poems Some peaches were gathered in your name
10.02.12	New to Audio Vault: Peter Gizzi reads from his work, including “Vincent, Homesick for the Land of Pictures”, his poem in Conjunctions:47.
09.25.12	Benjamin Landry, Four Poems Chocolate wrapped in its foil/ Cadences of tinkers in the street.
09.18.12	New to Audio Vault: Edie Meidav reads from “Dogs of Cuba: The Buddha of the Vedado”, her story in Conjunctions:59, Colloquy.
09.11.12	Jake Syersak, Four Poems A coo is forming a dove from the open breast of zero
09.04.12	New to Audio Vault: Martine Bellen reads her poems in Conjunctions:58, Riveted and other work.
08.28.12	Katharine Coles, Three Poems A signal of danger has arrived in consciousness.
08.21.12	New to Audio Vault: Christopher Sorrentino reads from “The Cursed,” in Conjunctions:58, Riveted.
08.14.12	Melissa Barrett, Five Poems The curtain you noticed trembling, the whole// soft front of it
08.07.12	Joe Aguilar, House of Halls In the house of halls, there are no rooms, only corridors.
08.01.12	Adam Fagin, Three Poems If among the waxwing’s flight, I describe unbroken light, I describe water among the sleep of birds.
07.24.12	New to Audio Vault: Melissa Pritchard reads “Ecorché: Flayed Man”.
07.17.12	Steve Barbaro, Three Poems I like/ lakes; I like/ not quite/ evading modern/ places
07.10.12	Andrew Mossin, From Drafts for Shelley A figure in black at the beginning there is this one
07.03.12	Eric Ellingsen, this missnessing Hurt, the nickname of my friend, Mariada
06.26.12	Noy Holland, Chupeta He drove carelessly and the sun passing through the window looked to melt his hair to his head.
06.19.12	New to Audio Vault: James Morrow reads from Galapagos Regained.
06.12.12	Thibault Raoult, From Having and Space Only so many times you can rotate, opt out of whippoorwill.
06.05.12	Andrew Durbin, From Reveler It is true my face beheld/ The crestfallen captcha/ That reads the end of the world
05.29.12	Brian Henry, Three Poems Who among us is alive
05.22.12	New to Audio Vault: Tom McCarthy reads from Remainder and “On Dodgem Jockeys”
05.15.12	Anne Marie Rooney, Three Poems Can isolation make a person go blind. Go animal.
05.08.12	Emily Anderson, Rabbit Starvation Bunny was young. He had never even eaten this kind of cracker before.
05.01.12	New to Audio Vault: Rick Moody reads from his story in Conjunctions:57, Kin
04.27.12	Sigrid Nunez, Philosophers The whole world can be divided into those who write and those who do not write, wrote Kierkegaard. Not that I’ve been reading Kierkegaard.
04.26.12	Stephen O’Connor, I Would Never Do These Things It seems that this story is actually happening and that I am one of the characters in it.
04.25.12	Ryan Ruby, That Obscure Object of Desire Time had long since left me in the lurch, stood me up, hung me out to dry.
04.24.12	Martine Bellen, Two Films And the cat jumped over the Milk Moon, the Spoon Moon, the Sleepy/ Mean Moon.
04.23.12	Gabriel Blackwell, The Last Film of Alan Smithee After all that, I chose the avatar that looked most like me: similar build, similar features.
04.17.12	Brent Cunningham, The Raincoat What sort of person was Peter Underwood?
04.10.12	Ngoc Doan, Four Poems scent that never leaves/ flesh/ is flesh
04.03.12	Brandon Krieg, I, Inc. I incorporate gneiss and coal and/ long-threaded moss
03.27.12	JoAnna Novak, On Lust I look in the morning/ having an upward aspect or direction, lamb: honorable, prideful, seeing with attention
03.20.12	New to Audio Vault: Noy Holland reads from her story in Conjunctions:57, Kin
03.13.12	Scott Garson, Six Gymnopédies We don’t live on the rise of an ancient volcano.
03.06.12	Ian Hatcher, An Ailment That I Will Not Treat the aurum eye morning decreases
02.28.12	Sylvia Legris, Five Poems Renounce the vestibule of non-vital vitals.
02.21.12	Matthew Roberson, Years This house had sheets in the closet, dishes in the cabinets.
02.14.12	New to Audio Vault: Eliot Weinberger reads his translations of Octavio Paz, including the poem first published in English in Conjunctions:57, Kin
02.07.12	Brandon Hobson, Disfigurement He was worried someone was following him.
01.31.12	Brent Armendinger, Four Poems After so many years of abbreviated sky, the new bird/ is cast from the bars of its former cage.
01.24.12	Matthew Baker, Sport Couldn’t have been as odd for anyone as it was for us, when Finland’s blood factories were shuttered.
01.17.12	Marcia Arrieta, Six Poems nebulous insurgent/ you dream your life/ into invariables
01.10.12	Catherine Imbriglio, Two Poems The trope of a tree, the trope of the land that looks out at the tree.
01.03.12	Matthew Gagnon, Ten Poems Stay inside the one enduring thing
12.26.11	New to Audio Vault: Edie Meidav reads from her most recent novel, Lola, California.
12.20.11	Emma Smith-Stevens, Greyhounds When James bites his nails.
12.13.11	Karen Lepri, From Electric Light Parade STATISTICS. Age: 3 years. Season: Summer. Neck: Supple. Sensory Exam: No loss. Eyes: Pronounced.
12.06.11	Marianne Jay, A Good Name for an Animal I love a thief. No particular thief. I love a thief in general.
11.29.11	Jessica Hollander, In These Times the Home Is a Tired Place Only one dream the mother remembered: driving, dead bodies on the road, the word PAPER large and black on a billboard.
11.22.11	New to Audio Vault: Video and audio recordings of Joyce Carol Oates speaking on inspiration and obsession at Bard College, October 3, 2011
11.15.11	Kerry Banazek, Ten Poems Get in at the who’s-to-tells.
11.08.11	CONJUNCTIONS:57, KIN ::: WEB-EXCLUSIVE SUPPLEMENT Gillian Conoley, Begins begins with sound of bell
11.01.11	Sean Casey, The Agnostic Grappler’s Itinerary An entirely unfamiliar older gentleman drove me across a bare countryside.
10.25.11	Luke Andrew Geddes, Another Girl, Another Planet Sex in outer space is not that different.
10.18.11	Elizabeth Robinson, The Hinge Trees Here is where you were.
10.14.11	Peter Orner, Shhhhhh, Arthur’s Studying Arthur was a quiet boy who grew into a quiet man.
10.12.11	Sarah Blackman, Mother Box The people she knew, she had met under difficult circumstances.
10.10.11	A D Jameson, You’ll Be Sorry One of these days—and it might be a day very soon—and it won’t be a day that you can identify in advance—and my behavior on that day will not contain clues that you can scrutinize as warnings—I will become angry.
10.04.11	Sarah Gridley, Five Poems One helped undo the rippled look of things beyond the pane.
09.27.11	Emily Carr, Nine Poems Hollereyed the moon tries on gas station, soda machine, locked/ toilet, linedried bedsheets, a caterpillar fording yard dirt.
09.20.11	Jeremy Adam Smith, The Father and the Father We turned and we turned and as we turned my father became one of the void-eyed horses that never stopped galloping.
09.13.11	Anthony Caleshu, From The Victor Poems So long without women, we’re thinking of women.
09.06.11	Sam Allingham, One Hundred Characters Your brother, the first boy you ever kissed. Your sister, the first person your brother ever kissed. Your mother, who has never kissed anyone, to your knowledge, since the age of thirty-seven.
08.30.11	Diana Wagman, The French Knew How to Wave “I want a cigarette.” You must say this with a French accent.
08.26.11	New to Audio Vault: Benjamin Hale reads from his story in Conjunctions:56, Terra Incognita
08.23.11	New to Audio Vault: Tim Horvath reads his story in Conjunctions:56, Terra Incognita
08.19.11	New to Audio Vault: Peter Straub reads from his story in Conjunctions:56, Terra Incognita
08.16.11	Susan Steinberg, Spectacle Once it was underwater I thought of.
08.12.11	Gabriel Blackwell, The I and the It Under more agreeable circumstances … Dr. Miles Bennell, a physician for thirteen years, would have welcomed the sudden relaxation, the opportunity to indulge a newfound frivolity.
08.09.11	Julia Elliott, Regeneration at Mukti Call me a trendmonger, but I’ve sprung for a tree house.
08.05.11	Kyra Simone, Seven Stories from the Palace of Rubble He hopes to fly a giant helium balloon a record twenty-five miles into the earth’s atmosphere and parachute down.
08.02.11	Charles Bernstein, Recalculating You can’t be part of the problem if you don’t see how you’re part of the solution.
07.29.11	Ryan Call, The Artificial Stork So began my life with the children of wreckage, a troupe of stranded children who traveled The Beneath, a collection of sole survivors, those precious babes who had by some miracle lived through the most terrifying of crashes.
07.26.11	Kathryn Davis, Descent of the Aquanauts Everybody thinks it’s going to be different for them, Janice said.
07.19.11	Steven Toussaint, Five Poems ore poured/ through ode
07.12.11	Valerie Martin, Part II of Et In Acadiana Ego In the spring Mathilde received a card from Monsieur Delery, her favorite importer, who kept a shop on Rue Royale.
07.06.11	Valerie Martin, Part I of Et In Acadiana Ego When Father Desmond excommunicated Mathilde Benoit, denying her the benefit of the sacraments, he wrote an account of his complaint against her.
06.28.11	Camille Guthrie, Two Poems It makes a difference whether he is rosy-fingered/ or trigger-fingered.
06.21.11	Michael Pearce, The Commander Is Oppressed by His Tongues The commander visits his collection every day now.
06.14.11	Gerard Malanga, Three Poems He certainly wasn’t thinking “the emancipation of dissonance,”/ as Schöenberg put it, slouched as he was, rumpled tie and all
06.07.11	John Domini, Players, Tawkers, Spawts Listen, I’m not saying you don’t have a movie. Two girls and a guy and the Mars Rover, that’s a movie.
05.31.11	Joan Harvey, Last Year at Schlangenbad These trips that begin on airplanes and end on airplanes.
05.25.11	Chris Hosea, From The Kaleidoscopic Almanac and Seed Catalogue, with Notes Born to be. Under amplified sermons cliffs erode. All this they wrote out and folded before leaving.
05.18.11	Lindsay Turner, Two Poems Woke from not sleeping going through the words
05.10.11	Kianoosh Hashemzadeh, Interview with Damon Galgut Memoir, as it happens, is a very popular form in South Africa right now, especially because there’s this sense of unspoken history that’s being reclaimed at the moment.
05.03.11	Osama Alomar, Eleven Stories The candle was astounded to see the widow as she wept for her recently deceased husband.
04.26.11	Malinda Markham, Four Poems Bones wired for strength we are less gullible than a feast but more sturdy.
04.10.11	Ian Goodale, Crickets Her hands began to run limping crickets over the wounds of the body before her
04.01.11	Brian Conn, Leisure We are in a haunted house. Our first game is played with dice.
03.25.11	Kim Chinquee, Three Stories After weeks away, and days on the road, I scan my studio apartment.
03.18.11	Kyle Winkler, Bite Emily bit her baby. It started with the toes and the feet. The little pink baby feet.
03.04.11	G. C. Waldrep, News of the Fall of Troy (what is important is that history be/ silent (for a moment
02.26.11	Andrea Scott, Two Poems Tree of the ampler frame./ Sky broken snow./ The arc falling./ Bone flutes. Filling up.
02.18.11	Brooks Sterritt, Cultivation The process begins with a five-gallon bucket, preferably blue.
02.11.11	Matthew Gagnon, Four Poems But it is nothing/ that stands against the welter of impact
02.04.11	Edward Helfers, North Mozia North Mozia (Sicilian: Mozzia, from Mothya) is a small volcanic island straddling the Mediterranean and Tyrrhenian seas, situated just outside the Italian comune of Marsala, and is generally included as part of the Trapani Islands.
01.25.11	Daniel Borzutzky, The Flesh-Murmurers The trees went away and the poles went away and the stop signs went away and the birds went away
01.18.11	Maya Sonenberg, Princess of Desire I was merely his customer: that’s what she said.
01.12.11	New to Audio Vault: Paul La Farge, John Madera, Stephen O’Connor, and Karen Russell read from their stories in Conjunctions:55, Urban Arias
01.11.11	Rosmarie Waldrop, Third Person Singular I says the speaker, the subject.
01.04.11	Laura Valeri, Logorrhea The obstetrician was the first to notice.
12.28.10	Elizabeth Robinson, Book Three: Romance All life sets itself upon us like a dull, iron-colored grief,/ and the discipline is/ to realize that we haven’t died/ yet.
12.21.10	Emma Smith-Stevens, Switch Jan can hear Mike’s neighbors listening to Billy Joel. Before he started beating her with twelve inches of thick rubber piping, he’d said, “Forgive me, they do this every Friday. They listen to Billy Joel and Bon Jovi, the ladies who live across the way.”
12.21.10	Elissa Field, Still Life with Nixon on the Beach The boat came close to the shore, its sails silent, but we could hear the hissing of water against its fiberglass hull. I told Nixon I want to be away from here.
12.07.10	Ryan Call, Our Latitude, Our Longitude The story of how I came to drift so aimlessly, my airship pendulant and high above this wrung-out earth, begins long ago, during that period of uneasy calm before the weather turned so foul.
11.26.10	Jennifer Chang, Habit O. is really suffering
11.21.10	Lyn Hejinian, City Under Sun Despite confusing display, unyielding surfaces, the city is not/ inhospitable to a competent culinary shopper, an expert at/ gathering groceries. She is impervious to ploys, indifferent to/ novelty. There is no longer anything new, nothing new happens/ anymore.
11.20.10	Brian Evenson, The Oxygen Protocol Later he woke up, not entirely sure at first what had happened, what had been real and what he had dreamed. For a moment the utburd was still there, its bloody, childish face glowing faintly in the dim light and then vanishing.
11.17.10	Tim Horvath, The City in the Light of Moths The projectionist’s heart broke as the spool of the film he was screening snapped, sending a thousand frames rocketing through the room.
11.11.10	CONJUNCTIONS:55, URBAN ARIAS ::: WEB-EXCLUSIVE SUPPLEMENT Barney Rosset, Tin Pan Alley Chicago Style It must have been about 1948. The shabby streets had the murkiness which went with greasy half-wet black tar and glistening drops of oil, water drooled off the battered canopy of the bar, which sort of protected the entrance to this decaying enterprise and protruded its tired face into the deathly quiet deserted Rush Street of Chicago.
11.11.10	Susan McCarty, City/Body: Fragments In New York, there is an important distinction to make between where you live and where you sleep. You sleep in your apartment. You live in the city.
11.11.10	Peter Orner, Lincoln That year we lived on Holbrege in a small one-story house with a patch of dirt in the back Sheila always talked about making a garden out of.
11.11.10	Etgar Keret, Two Stories, translated by Sondra Silverston and Miriam Shlesinger When the crash came, NiceDay was the first to go.
11.11.10	Matt Bell, For You We Are Holding We are waiting on the streets in front of and beside the office. The number of us can be many but rarely is. The number can be none but it is never that. Whatever the number, that is who we are.
11.05.10	Andrew Mossin, The Crossing The loneliness was verbal, started in the/ act of seeing the world before us, finding out what we needed to know.
10.29.10	Louis Cancelmi, Two Stories They were the first, in fact, to make up stories. Others before them had told tales, of course, had lied, had imagined things, but these were the first to rely strictly on language, its symbols, its logic, its effects.
10.21.10	Daniel Coudriet, Three Poems Dozens of beds burrowing in the yard.
10.14.10	Thomas Gough, The Wentworth Hotel and Ballroom Why is it that when I cross the final street before the Wentworth Hotel my eye is drawn to the weave of electric bus lines bolted with cables to the stuccoed buttresses of the retaining walls, to the concrete-based streetlamps where I have never failed, and do not fail tonight, to see the house painters in their white uniforms?
10.07.10	New to Audio Vault: William Kennedy reads from Ironweed for Bard College’s Innovative Contemporary Fiction Reading Series, curated by Conjunctions editor Bradford Morrow
10.07.10	Kerry Banazek, Five Poems the opening. that joinery is alarming. ulna, radius, elbow, humerus, shoulder joint that brings sight to the edge of this and other half-born worlds.
09.30.10	CJ Evans, Three Poems I hear liquor and lather/ and wood. I press my ear// to the bottom, and I hear/ the steel, the concrete,// the inked earth below.
09.22.10	Carlos Pardo, Five Poems, translated by Elizabeth Zuba And everything has a presexual air.
09.15.10	New to Audio Vault: Martine Bellen reads Rae Armantrout, Micaela Morrissette reads Julia Elliott, and Frederic Tuten reads Tuten for a special event celebrating Conjunctions:54, Shadow Selves
09.15.10	Mg Roberts, From No T(h)ere I want to define the perimeter of this body.
09.07.10	Maxine Chernoff, Five Poems O inside the O/ breadth of the mountain
08.31.10	Julie Carr, From Think Tank In the soft folds of derivation,/ the spheres ring out, but muffled./ That music, that music of affluence turned fluid./ A man/ walks into/ his daughter.
08.24.10	Sarah Mangold, Three Poems She recalled the general pleasantness of the atmospheres during those last moments before she became for them a kind of monster
08.17.10	Nancy Kuhl, Three Poems tiny bell rant coincident near curve/ wet sunlight negotiating sill and/ chipped-paint ceiling a lesson by hint
08.10.10	Rebecca Lindenberg, From Love, an Index F:/ Fate, about which Breton and Eluard asked in an issue of Minotaur:/ What was the most significant moment/ of your life, and did you recognize it at the time?
08.03.10	Steven Harvey, The Broken Cup Talking about Trotsky who appeared as a character in a book you are reading, you set an empty wine glass on a thick tile coaster.
07.27.10	Eric Higgins, Three Poems Today, in passing, I grew sick of the world/ of author’s ideas. I crossed a street/ and arrived into rubble.
07.20.10	Angélica Tornero, Six Poems, translated by Krista Ingebretson They burn a twist, between my eyes, and the intermediate hierarchy of an image this/ afternoon: cempasúchil, copal—in the upper part of the low bookcase—libation, oblation.
07.12.10	Quintan Ana Wikswo, The Delicate Architecture of Our Galaxy My mother lived in a mason jar. Twice daily, I took the lid off. She said it was to allow her to breathe, but she only seemed to dive deeper.
07.05.10	Tom Cotsonas, René Renée The story is about a woman who is dreaming she is dreaming, and who in the dream’s dream wakes herself up because she knows she is frightened of dreaming.
06.28.10	Kyle Winkler, Teratology Teratology, the study of human monsters, is a young science, one that is desperate for respect, or, at least, attention.
06.20.10	Julia Holmes, From Meeks The world was once pure: animals tilted their perfectly formed heads to listen to the workings of the great clock, the sky-blue waters churning over the sunlit rocks. All was well. Then a twig snapped. Something was coming. It was I. I was traveling in my characteristic way: lumbering, unstoppable, crashing through the fragile woods.
06.13.10	Brandon Kreitler, Three Poems It might begin with lips enclosing speech./ Not movement, but the possibility of movement withheld./ He evokes the direction of circus animals and it doesn’t take./ Nor is there gesture for the kissed-off color of the sky,/ A way to say/ The knife glints in the crosshairs of stars/ Like a plot point.
06.06.10	Christopher Hellwig, From An Archive of the Lives of Retired Gunslingers Oxskin Murphy was born to a poor Oklahoma cattlehand and his wife, and was so legally named Oxskin by his father, his mother having died during childbirth. In a squalid cottage on the fringe of the large ranch on which he worked, Mr. Murphy intended to rear his son as a gunslinger, and, indeed, Oxskin’s first revolver and holster were given to him on his sixth birthday.
05.30.10	Amish Trivedi, The Screaming Trees I became the self immolation/ I imagined in my dreams.
05.26.10	Miranda Mellis, Misapprehensions: A Mobile in Ten Parts The original “stuffed animal” referred to an animal post taxidermy, killed, skinned, stuffed with cotton and rags and sewn back up in a wooden frame, a phantasm with a pair of glass eyes.
05.26.10	Rae Armantrout, Six Poems You confuse/ the image of a fungus// with the image of a dick/ in my poem
05.26.10	Michael Coffey, Sunlight It was a terrible Saturday, the kind of Saturday you have after a Friday night spent explaining to your third wife why you had a hooker in your house and how the condom wrapper she spotted under the couch was not, after all, necessary.
05.26.10	Susan Steinberg, Cowgirl ; it was virtual, the killing; it was conference call, the killing; it was party line, a party; it was everyone talking at once; it was everyone talking and me in charge; it was nearing morning, almost light; it was the doctor begging me, come on already; it was the doctor begging me, do it already; it was me saying, you do it already;
05.26.10	H. M. Patterson, Sailing by Night Perhaps it was some childhood backmind cinema of the snowpackthat had been melting from the top of Roan Mountain that springlike winter—two whole fainéant feet of it lollygagging its way down to the Doe River like a little girl picking mountain flowers—that caused me to dream my dream so deep
05.26.10	Jonathan Carroll, Elizabeth Thug She walked into the place and without saying a word, handed the man the wrinkled yellow slip of paper she had worked and fussed over for hours the night before. There were only two words written on it in careful block letters.
05.23.10	Sara Veglahn, From The Mayflies A package tied with twine is thrown off the bridge. A leather satchel full of letters is flung into the river. Shirts, sweaters, hats, gloves are tossed off in fits of joy and fall to the river to be taken away by the current.
05.16.10	Jack Christian, Four Poems And were you cold last night/ And in dreams somewhat amphibian.
05.09.10	CONJUNCTIONS:54, SHADOW SELVES ::: WEB-EXCLUSIVE SUPPLEMENT Gabriel Blackwell, Untitled (Sid Vicious, New York, 1978) The eye is first drawn to that illusion of movement in the right foreground: a checkered taxicab with its rear curb-side door hanging open and a young Sid Vicious entering or exiting the cab, his motion-blurred face visible over the flat plane of the cab’s roof, and the cab, too, ghostly, slightly blurred as though moving off, up Twenty-third Street, away from the Hudson.
04.30.10	Sarah Blackman, A Terrible Thing No one would have disputed it was a terrible thing. It was a terrible thing. A thing that had happened, that frequently happened to very many people they had individually known and some whom they had known together.
04.23.10	Brian Oliu, Zelda Revisited Unlike before we start not in the middle of a decision, not in the middle of the egg, but in a house that someone has built.
04.16.10	Noah Eli Gordon, From The Source The story is essentially the same: if you are intent on your climb and would never consider cutting back, then balance the sphere of ordinary understanding not in any mere figure of speech, still bent over the shoes you’re mending, but in actual fact loosened from its anchorage to the body.
04.09.10	María Negroni, Five Poems from Mouth of Hell, translated by Michelle Gil-Montero Strange impatience of horses. Jumbled crossbows, arquebuses. Some luxurious circus or royal company.
03.31.10	Samantha Stiers, The Hollow Leg Late one night, a father bends over his workbench, removes his daughter’s right femur, and sharpens it into a walking stick.
03.24.10	Erin Gay, Three Poems When I karate chop the world in half, I need you by my side. Everything has two pieces and you’ve never tasted an orange so ripe. The seeds are not visible but sonic.
03.17.10	Timothy O’Keefe, Four Poems Everyone had a mother then, a working train set,/ and a nearby promenade to daze among flowers/ whose names were difficult to pronounce.
03.03.10	Miranda Mellis, From Rune to Ruin I can see the sky so white it’s leached of white and branches of winter trees like rude lace.
02.24.10	Porter Fox, Soldiers The soldiers marched off the TV screen in two columns. There were thirty of them dressed in desert fatigues. They barely fit into Frank’s living room.
02.17.10	Christopher DeWeese, From Marvels I was a company town,/ a modest house of debtors/ tucked between the wildflowers
02.10.10	Anne Tardos, Nine Nine words per line and nine lines per stanza.
02.03.10	Aleš Šteger, Two Stories, translated by Aljaž Kovač and Forrest Gander Quietly, covertly, bears have toddled into the name Berlin.
01.27.10	Daniel Grandbois, Three Conversation Pieces from Unlucky Lucky People Despite the soot that tumbles from the sky, our old people look good—the color of milk and veal roast.
01.20.10	Ava Lehrer, Two Poems Have you ever seen a rock garden?// She was at the head who asked what it meant./ How do these rocks relate to the end of this man, as well as the end of them?/ They don’t, or they didn’t while I stood there for you.
01.13.10	Jason Myers, Three Poems When sanity grew tiresome, I went walking through the ghetto./ I bought kidneys, watched buildings crumble,/ offered no hand, no kind word.
01.06.10	Adam Scheffler, Four Poems My robot comes to me in the night afraid of death.
12.30.09	Rebecca Hazelton, Three Poems Remember me as an/ elephant figurine,/ chipped trunk, one ear,/ or a tailless squirrel/ languishing in dust.
12.23.09	Marguerite W. Sullivan, Two Stories She hired a man to build a gazebo for her. The yard was green and grassy as any, but in an absent moment called out for a structure beyond its billowing color.
12.16.09	Richard Froude, From Fabric At Bristol Zoo in the mid 1990s I watched an LED display of the world’s increasing population. The figure was juxtaposed with the decreasing acreage of rainforest. What I mean is, I am interested in sequence.
12.09.09	Matthew Kirkpatrick, Light Without Two nearly identical babies born at the same time on a hot August night. An orderly at the end of a twelve-hour shift, angry and confused by unfair events earlier that day, switches the identities of the children before heading home to a tall Pabst and stale corn chips and a sleeping lover curled on the couch glowing gray from a snowy television. He finishes his drink and leaves his lover in the light. Beneath the glass a trapped star sizzles against the screen.
12.02.09	Martha Schwendener, The Pond That’s pretty, she thinks as the hood of the car tips into the pond and the windshield is covered with green algae and lily pads and little white things that look like flower petals.
11.25.09	Sarah Riggs, From Underground Sonnets Tell us, lines, what we should say. Let the hand-/ writing govern our movements.
11.08.09	CONJUNCTIONS:53 ::: SPECIAL ONLINE FEATURE Robert Kelly, The Will of Achilles But under the rain/ a different thing. Vine leaves/ Achilles sees, inconsequent/ myrtles. There is no end/ to weather. The gods are done with him.
11.08.09	Matt Bell, His Last Great Gift Spear has already been living in the cabin overlooking High Rock for two weeks when the Electricizers speak of the New Motor for the first time.
11.08.09	Ann Lauterbach, Two Poems Where next? Oblique cost of the not yet.
11.08.09	Paul LaFarge, The History of the History of Death Around 490 BCE, Hermodorus, an Ephesian, undertook to refute Heraclitus’s claim that “everything changes and nothing remains still” by writing a History of Death, in which “only those things that have ceased to change” would be recorded.
11.08.09	Francine Prose, A Simple Question As soon as Vogel realized he could end the interrogation simply by staring unblinkingly back into the light, he awoke with the full moon shining in his eyes.
11.08.09	Elizabeth Robinson, Modernist Poems I prefer you skeptics to the credulous ones. You/ have a more fulfilled sense of silence. Those who/ claim that my chamber was equipped with trap/ doors amuse, even excite/ me. That’s your mode of gift, is it/ not? Gossip?
10.28.09	Jett McAlister, Three Poems (Not the light that tethers towards) (a melting/ fortunate, thanks due)
10.21.09	Elizabeth Logan Harris, Engine Blanket Dill brung Rita a whole lot of long flowers after he run his car up in her yard and smashed Julie’s trike. The box them flowers come in was near about the size of a kiddie coffin.
10.14.09	Bernard Noël, Three Poems from The Rest of the Voyage, translated by Eléna Rivera air steams borders leafless branches a low sky/ makes eyes believe that finally they see matter/ what is the space between these open fingers
10.07.09	Kristin Aardsma, Three Poems Their knees knock the shudder of bone while their hands/ fist their dresses into peonies.
09.30.09	Trent England, Nervous Recollection I was old enough to remember the last tumor in our town. It inhabited a girl my age who shared a last name close to mine, sitting in classes near me.
09.23.09	Pedro Ponce, The Well at Founders Grove Many critics, seeking a precedent for the work of novelist Clarence Winthrop, cite the fictional topographies of Anderson’s Winesburg or Faulkner’s Yoknapatawpha.
09.16.09	Elmo Lum, No One Can Name the General It’s winter: the season of hunching, the season of sleeves and long jackets, of hands in pockets, of woolen caps, flipped-up collars, and darkened streets.
09.09.09	New to Audio Vault: Jayne Anne Phillips reads from “Leavitt’s Dream” from Conjunctions:51, The Death Issue.
09.02.09	Greg Pierce, Trophies We Don’t Deserve Here’s my best friend Davis’s stupid idea: mix up a bloodlike substance, pour it all over my face, knock on some old guy’s door, tell him we’ve been in a car accident, come in, rob him.
08.26.09	Anthony Schneider, Low Season It is the low season and the pool is not crowded. A fiftyish German couple occupies the area nearest the beach path, buttressed by open bags and facedown magazines. A darkly tanned woman pulls a ululating child across the shallow end.
08.19.09	Sylvia Legris, Six Poems Syringes crescendo incrementally. Segmental sound drift. Rostrum-gist shifts from leading edge to trailing. Feathers shed antithetically (molto molting melodeon).
08.12.09	New to Audio Vault: Karen Russell reads from “Children’s Reminiscences of the Westward Migration,” from Conjunctions:45, Secret Lives of Children.
08.05.09	Jesse Dorris, From Just Looking Freddy caught his reflection in the window of Sophistication—he looked good. His hair had followed orders this morning, succumbing to the blow and comb. He’d ratted it up and over one eye to balance the big white shirt flowing over his tight pants, the studded belt and boots. Tough and put together—no one in Lynch looked like him.
07.29.09	Susan Steinberg, Universe One does not start with mourning doves. One cannot start with doves surrounding the bedroom. One starts with the trip to Sausalito, the quick ride over the bridge, the city shrinking in the sideview.
07.22.09	B. Kite, Two Stories Dr. Sperber sat in the corner, rhythmically clicking his gums.
07.14.09	New to Audio Vault: Carole Maso reads from “Mother and Child,” from Conjunctions:50.
07.08.09	Kim Chinquee, Three Stories Outside, skeletons were knocking.
07.01.09	Mario Andrea Rigoni, Too Late, translated by Gregory Dowling There was a lively and cheerful hubbub on the quay, as we waited for the gangplanks to be lowered and the embarkation procedures to begin. The ship, painted all in white, flaunted its high, elegant flank with a double row of sky-blue stripes on its stern—like upturned circumflex accents—and its name on the prow, Eucalyptus—written in golden characters—already stirring dreams of Greek landscapes.
06.24.09	Priscilla Long, Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Fur-Covered Teacup Wallace Stevens, American poet. Born October 2, 1879, in Reading, Pennsylvania. Composed the quintessential Modernist poem, “Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird,” published 1917. Meret Oppenheim, Swiss artist. Born October 6, 1913, in Berlin. Created the quintessential Surrealist object, Breakfast in Fur, exhibited 1936.
06.17.09	New to Audio Vault: Peter Straub reads from Lost Boy Lost Girl.
06.10.09	Allison Carter, Four Poems Alaska turned 10 on a/ summer storm day.// She set out breakfast/ on a rickety table by/ the summer sea// Alaska loves breakfast best.
06.03.09	Bin Ramke, Twelve Symmetries I walked up all your stars, stairs to wake you, walk you home but you were not there where the taking, talking, was taking place, taking the place of, the pace of a love affair, afar, a fair love and languor, language will do that; Rise, balloon.
05.27.09	Michele Fialer, The Table When I met him he evinced many qualities which I admired, or enjoyed, and a few qualities which scared me, or which I did not understand, or which I found annoying.
05.20.09	New to Audio Vault: Peter Carey reads from The True History of the Kelly Gang.
05.06.09	Cristiana Baik, Three Poems Good night air glows/ under the quantum/ quiet fury
04.29.09	Stefani Nellen, Tentacle Mind Report We are here, our tentacles coiled in the pond of Martina’s soul, the one untouched by the storm. We see everything. We saw everything. We float here in the cold until her lantern fish mind returns and chases us deeper into the dark. In slow, thudding heartbeats, we pass judgment.
04.22.09	Scott Henkle, Messina (II): Beckmann On the 28th of December 1908, an early morning earthquake felled the port city of Messina, in northeastern Sicily. After it came a huge wave and then, when the water had receded or settled into lagoons, fire.
04.15.09	Mary Morris, On the Brink I’m standing in the jungle, ankle-deep in mud. It’s dark and hot and the heat seeps through my camouflage gear. My boots, my flak jacket and holster, everything is wet.
04.14.09	New to Audio Vault: David Shields reads from Remote.
04.01.09	Eric Linsker, Two Poems Our failure in the waves/ What is left of wind scuffling through wind
03.25.09	Adam McOmber, Egyptomania The poet’s study was cluttered with his wife’s Egyptian marvels—the plaster head of Isis, a letter opener shaped like the claw of the cat god, Bast, even a shard from an actual canoptic jar that he was to use as a paperweight.
03.18.09	Yang Zi, Five Poems, translated by Ye Chun and Melissa Tuckey That night on my way home,/ a strange team appeared in front of me.
03.14.09	New to Audio Vault: Joanna Scott reads from her contribution to Conjunctions:46, Selected Subversions.
03.14.09	New to Audio Vault: Brian Evenson reads from his contribution to Conjunctions:48, Faces of Desire.
03.04.09	Matt Bell, An Index of How Our Family Was Killed A brother, a father, a mother, a sister.
02.25.09	Mauricio Kagel on Borges and Gombrowicz, Selections from Interviews by Werner Klüppelholz, translated by William Bamberger Composer Mauricio Kagel was born in Buenos Aires in 1931. While studying to be a composer Kagel was also very involved with world literature and with writers in Argentina: here he tells of studying under Jorge Luis Borges and of playing chess with Witold Gombrowicz.
02.18.09	Joanna Ruocco, From A Compendium of Domestic Incidents For her 16th birthday, he gave her a wax statue of Desiderius Erasmus.
02.12.09	New to Audio Vault: Jonathan Lethem reads his tribute to William Gaddis from Conjunctions:41, Two Kingdoms.
02.12.09	New to Audio Vault: Steve Erickson reads from his work.
02.04.09	Margot Singer, Ghost Variations We woke at the same moment, our hearts twanging in our chests.
01.28.09	New Year’s Poetry Festival: Winter 2009 Cathy Park Hong, Adventures in Shangdu The contractors were in such a hurry to catch up with the rest of the world that they rushed off before they finished building Highrise 88.
01.28.09	New Year’s Poetry Festival: Winter 2009 D. E. Steward, Augustino Merely three stops out Kiev’s Green Line Metro\ To Dorohozhycli\ And Babi Yar
01.28.09	New Year’s Poetry Festival: Winter 2009 Forrest Gander, Two Poems What words go with crossing? Orange and security and ventriloquist. This is a special message.
01.21.09	New Year’s Poetry Festival: Winter 2009 Martine Bellen, Breathing Room Instruments of music and surgery,\ Statues of birds and kings
01.21.09	New Year’s Poetry Festival: Winter 2009 Donald Revell, Last Man The hawthorn is God’s hat\ And patterns in the marble\ Swarm like bees
01.21.09	New Year’s Poetry Festival: Winter 2009 Elizabeth Willis, Take This Poem Take this spoon\ from me, this\ cudgel, this axe.
01.14.09	New Year’s Poetry Festival: Winter 2009 Rae Armantrout, Bubble Wrap “Want to turn on CNN,/ see if there’ve been any/ disasters?”
01.14.09	New Year’s Poetry Festival: Winter 2009 Elizabeth Willis, Three Poems Dark rosette in the lung’s/ pewter lace, early autumn chill
01.14.09	New Year’s Poetry Festival: Winter 2009 Robert Kelly, Three Poems They are blowing the leaves away
01.07.09	New Year’s Poetry Festival: Winter 2009 Elizabeth Robinson, The Picture of the Spirit Clarify now that “you,” “she,” “I” do not know to stand except at an interchange.
01.07.09	New Year’s Poetry Festival: Winter 2009 Catherine Imbriglio, Two Poems I withhold these truths, in formula, from you …
01.07.09	New Year’s Poetry Festival: Winter 2009 Ellen Wehle, Three Poems Lanterns follow the footpath/ Briefly then dwindle.
12.31.08	New Year’s Poetry Festival: Winter 2009 Matt Reeck, When the Mimes Left for Paris road: fissure opening lengthwise
12.31.08	New Year’s Poetry Festival: Winter 2009 Ange Mlinko, Five Poems Babyclothes made of camo—/ There should be a Lysistrata in the forsythia.
12.31.08	New Year’s Poetry Festival: Winter 2009 Andrew Mossin, Two Poems Lair and line./ Canopy and carapace.
12.31.08	New Year’s Poetry Festival: Winter 2009 Daneen Wardrop, Emily Dickinson Undressing In Amherst they’ve just emptied the hundred trunks/ found next door in the attic of her brother and sister-in-law,/ trunks of clothing not catalogued yet,/ and Jane Wald, the Dickinson Homestead director,/ lets me touch them.
12.24.08	Andrew Malan Milward, Disappear In the months before the lake disappeared, I began having lunch every day with my high school guidance counselor.
12.17.08	New to Audio Vault: Robert Coover reads an excerpt from Stepmother
12.17.08	New to Audio Vault: Mayra Montero reads an excerpt from Captain of the Sleepers
12.17.08	Nora Khan, Black When I was little, just a boy living in Pensacola, I used to chase gopher snakes, and I don’t remember anyone calling them their proper name, indigo snakes, no, they were just gophers, or rainbow wrigglers, or shineys, or oilers, which was my favorite name for them because their skin was truly the deepest jet black you can imagine, and in that ugly, heavy sun the black skin would flint sparks of teal, gold, violet, all the rainbow colors of an oil slick.
12.10.08	Sébastien Smirou, From My Lorenzo 3: The Tournament, translated by Andrew Zawacki the may of the states’ pax plays i accept all while the love/ of lucrezia belle donati rose’s flesh forges the force at last
12.03.08	Gabriel Blackwell, The Behavior of Pidgeons There are seven Walter Pidgeons seated in a waiting room measuring twenty-two feet by twenty-two feet.
11.26.08	Michael Parrish Lee, The People Catalogue She moves over a snowless sidewalk under dead winter night. Cold gasps of dryness at her neck—the front, now the back.
11.19.08	Dan Rosenberg, Three Poems I came to, feeling broke/ about the head,/ a crown of spoons in my hair.
11.12.08	Rusty Morrison, On My Mother’s Death I fit an elm, like a lens, in the sightline between myself/ and my mother’s death.
11.05.08	Seth Abramson, Two Poems Or he attracts the devil he reflects, on all fours
10.29.08	Jeanine Walker, Three Poems a door slammed the door was a way home and a way out
10.22.08	Rosmarie Waldrop, From All Electrons Are (Not) Alike A view of the sea is the beginning of the journey. An image of Columbus, starting out from the abyss, enters the left hemisphere.
10.15.08	Anthony Madrid, Four Poems BETWEEN myself and a lover of Spenser, there is a chasm for which no bridge/ Is long enough or strong enough to withstand the blasting winds.
10.08.08	Joseph Cardinale, May I Not Seem to Have Lived In the autumn after my wife vanished I enrolled in an undergraduate course in Astronomy.
10.01.08	Hai Zi, Six Poems, translated by Ye Chun Woman of June gathers water, gathers moonlight.
09.24.08	John High, Five Poems The two remained anonymous to wind/ & eternal without bells the vacant/ monastery on an edge of sea where
09.17.08	Fani Papageorgiou, Three Poems In the Bay of Biscay/ Deep into the sea/ Lives Obadiah/ The giant Nautilus.
09.10.08	Michael Agresta, The East I was talking with a friend about real estate. We’d just finished volleyball practice and we were feeling robust.
09.03.08	Laurence Klavan, Show of Affection Chopping noises. Then—a scream.
08.27.08	Alexandra Wilder, Two Poems I do remember the mouth/ as a well-worn nursery rhyme,/ a dusty adding machine.
08.20.08	Richard Deming, Two Poems Now that there is nothing left, for instance,/ the taste of fear dries the upper lip.
08.13.08	Matthew Gleeson, Part II of The Western Rim Here I will gracefully withdraw my presence, and leave you with Cortés’s pursuit of the woman in the frogskin smock—
08.06.08	Matthew Gleeson, Part I of The Western Rim In 1493 in Medellín Hernán Cortés murdered his infant brother, after it was prophesied that the young Ferdinand would grow to be stronger and more clever and able in every way than his older sibling.
07.30.08	John Duvernoy, Three Poems if you wander away from the picnic the wolves
07.22.08	Ted Mathys, From Breakdown Cover In all philosophies of consequence a small glass marble is hosted by a vast glass sphere.
07.16.08	Norman Lock, Ideas of Space I had lived always among the trees; and when, at last, I came out onto the Plain, my head reeled and I was sick.
07.09.08	Melanie Rae Thon, Deer Song In your father’s house, you and your father and your father’s wife and their children, your sisters, Juliana and Roxie, ate venison steak and mashed potatoes—green beans, sweet carrots—bread torn from the loaf, apples baked with raisins and cinnamon: earth and air, root and animal.
07.01.08	Melissa Pritchard, Croquet Mother’s Day—our last, ma petite mere, sugared battle-ax, thorny womb, my life’s obsession.
06.24.08	Marin Buschel, Three Mysteries People had been disappearing.
06.17.08	Terese Svoboda, Pink Pyramid A pink pyramid rises out of the flat ground, its faux granite facing of pressed shell ablaze with reflected sun.
06.10.08	Elmo Lum, Payment The truth is no one tells me anything. And the truth is even when they tell me something, sometimes the something they tell me is a lie.
06.03.08	Maureen McHugh, Three Poems In the middle of that slice there was an eye, a white center,/ the smoothness authentic as the skin of angels
05.27.08	Vincent Katz, Three Poems Morning lazy sounds
05.20.08	Lucy Corin, Eyes of Dogs A soldier came walking down the road, raw from encounters with the enemy, high on release, walking down the road with no money.
05.13.08	Tim Horvath, Urban Planning: Case Study the Fifth It is hard to convey to you, who have never been to Ganzoneer, the comic futility that attends to any attempt to walk firmly there due to the elasticity of her streets, walls, and sidewalks, which send the newcomer flailing and sprawling.
05.07.08	Charles Bernstein, Three Poems I sa%w yo%r pixture on/ wehb si;t; no.t su%re/ whhc one & w~ant to/ tal^k or mee.t ver~y so.on
05.07.08	Shelley Jackson, King Cow King Cow is the father of the tiny country we call The Foreground.
05.07.08	Peter Cole, Why Does the World Out There Seem Why does the natural feel unnatural?
05.07.08	Ben Marcus, On Not Growing Up How long have you been a child?
05.06.08	Shawn Vestal, Two Stories Julian visits. He’s the kind of person who will say, over dinner, to your wife, that he believes tattoos are ruining pornography.
04.29.08	Anne Sanow, Souls, Seduction of Which ones do you hate, Mercy, she asks me.
04.22.08	Nancy Leonard, Two Poems Anthropologies of dance
04.15.08	James McCorkle, Two Poems Over shimmered flats, ray and tarpon,/ shimmering all silver/ light, titanium white
04.04.08	Christopher Boucher, Two Stories Then everything became slippery. Suddenly I couldn’t hold my wife’s hand, couldn’t grasp the chess pieces when we played.
03.28.08	Robert Fernandez, Polyhedron Intending to begin at the billowing page, the flesh calls back its bulls, the divers arrange themselves, occur as gods (loa) occur: that is pliant, beds of mushrooms (pendentives), intersected by light.
03.21.08	Alexander Vvedensky, Two Episodes from God May Be All Around, translated by Eugene Ostashevsky VENUS, sitting in her broken-down bedroom and trimming her last nails:
03.14.08	Suzanne Rindell, Three Poems Yet another idea of the self:/ a multitude of fragments/ temporarily moving as one,/ each dissent a quick death
03.07.08	Julie Phillips Brown, Fantomina: A Fantasia in Verse A young Lady of distinguished Birth, Beauty, Wit, and Spirit, happened to be in a Box one Night at the Playhouse; where, though there were a great Number of celebrated Toasts, she perceived several Gentlemen extremely pleased themselves with entertaining a Woman who sat in a Corner of the Pit, and, by her Air and Manner of receiving them, might easily be known to be one of those who come there for no other Purpose, than to create Acquaintance with as many as seem desirous of it.
02.29.08	D. E. Steward, Oktombro Perspective as in great mountains where we’re less than ants in the dunes
02.22.08	Martha Ronk, Five Objects You enter the room in which each item has been carefully placed, not perfectly or according to any specific aesthetic rules, but by whim, one’s idiosyncratic sense that a certain item belongs here or exactly there, next to the other.
02.15.08	John Holliday, The Assembly There came a point when I had firmly instituted myself in The Assembly, had inserted myself in The Society, had rightly secured my position in The Outfit whose subject matter and topical goings-on are totally irrelevant and extraneous to the material being processed here,
02.08.08	Lucas Southworth, Same Life / Different One There is a man and there is a woman. There is a house with high ceilings, painted white. There are photographs here, all hanging and framed, all shrouded in shadow.
02.01.08	Scott Henkle, Cosima In the fall of 1936 Grazia Cosima Deledda wrote: When I was a young woman I left Sardinia for Rome, where I have lived ever since and where I sit now and write this, having not returned to Sardinia in many years.
01.25.08	Brian Christian, High Latency: Faith as a Necker Cube and the Erotics of Lag Both my grandfather and my uncle have had careers as professional drummers, and my father and I are compulsive tappers, our fingers fidgeting endlessly on every available surface—a dashboard, a tabletop, a thigh.
01.18.08	Sandra Newman, The Potato Messiah: A Love Song that certain peoples in those isles had heads filled with raw potato instead of brains, and this did not prevent them going on to achieve competitive salaries.
01.10.08	David Huerta, Toward the Surface, translated by Mark Schafer The surface is dark.
01.10.08	Ann Lauterbach, What We Know As We Know It: Reading "Litany" with JA It has long been my contention, or suspicion, or just unverified hunch, that John Ashbery (like Gertrude Stein) has had some relation to William James and American pragmatism.
01.10.08	Cole Swensen, Besides, of Bedouins A hotel is distinguished by its many rooms, and a room always stands for a moment of the mind, so every collection of poetry is necessarily a hotel, a sequence of spaces threaded in and above, and there within we live, in passing, in a corridor, in what brushes by your sleeve, the underscore of breath.
01.03.08	T. Zachary Cotler, Three Poems Extinct women and men are falling/ through the wires.
12.27.07	Daniel Grandbois, Three Stories The old man made a list of things that would not notice his death.
12.27.07	Jed Perl, A Magically Alive Aesthetic In John Ashbery’s art criticism the revelations arrive casually, offhandedly, as if unannounced.
12.13.07	Russell Banks, From The Reserve At six, well before the rest of the family woke, Jordan Groves left his bed.
12.13.07	Peter Straub, The Oath Unbroken I wish this could be less personal, but it can’t.
12.11.07	Peter Orner, Birding with Lanioturdus North of Goas Farm, along the eastern edge of the Namib, the scrub reaching out before us, the knobby Erongo Mountains rising like blue elbows in the distance. [and hear Orner read from this piece]
12.06.07	Mark Irwin, Two Poems long, jointed bones, floating like a bird’s
11.30.07	Rick Moody, Cardinal in a Forsythia Lost: Sister’s wallet. Her guitar. Her boyfriend. Eyeglasses. Smoking jacket.
11.29.07	Nick Kocz, Acquiescence Roving packs of five-year olds roam the overgrown lots by the abandoned steel mills.
11.22.07	Charles Bernstein, The Meandering Yangtze If you didn’t know what was going to happen next would you live your life any differently?
11.15.07	Kevin Killian, Where the North Begins (1923) North of ’51 is a land of endless snow and whispering pines
11.15.07	Reginald Shepherd, Only in the Light of Lost Words Can We Imagine Our Rewards There is no guarantee that any other trees will offer such muted epiphanies, or even that these trees would do so on a different morning.
11.09.07	Elizabeth Gumport, The Pool House Every once in awhile, another ghost moves into the pool house.
11.02.07	Paul Hoover, From Sonnet 56 Sweet love, renew thy force, be it not said/ Thy edge should blunter be than appetite
10.25.07	Eric Linsker, Three Poems I forgot it is going to snow
10.18.07	Martine Bellen, Year of the Bird On the seventh day of the seventh month, Golden Bird Chinese Food opens its doors
10.11.07	Jonathan Thirkield, Two Elegies I remember a tree of a painting.
10.04.07	Amy Catanzano, Objects of the Visible Language Do you believe in the once indivisibility of atoms?
09.27.07	Sven Birkerts, The Other Walk This morning, going against all convention, I turned right instead of left and took my circuit—one of my circuits—in reverse.
09.13.07	Rachel Blau DuPlessis, Draft 85: Hard Copy 17 May 1986./ Or whenever "now" is.
09.11.07	New to Audio Vault: Peter Orner reads an excerpt from Birding with Lanioturdus
09.06.07	Colleen Hollister, The Pool It’s not Jenny who runs, or Elizabeth.
08.30.07	Laynie Browne, From Wave Offering Today is day one of the Omer
08.23.07	Matt Reeck, Two Poems The rostrum is able to mail./ Malachy owns a keyshop.
08.16.07	Julia Cohen, Three Poems Comb the chrysalis from your beard to fasten the milkweed
08.09.07	Monica McFawn, The Slide Turned on End "Humankind yearns for its amoebaean roots, hence Abstraction." Pause. Pause.
08.02.07	Kathleen Donohoe, Influenza, Mother of God We ought to search for Lil when the woods have thinned for winter.
07.26.07	Christina Mengert, Five Poems Inside blaze/ earthly figuration/ the lover in pieces at the mouth
07.19.07	Andrew R. Touhy, Three Fictions Perhaps three days’ journey south, southwest, across a salt desert leading to an ancient wood dense with black cypress and a strain of ivy so fierce its creeping roots are said to choke even the soil it feeds upon, lies Cieloso, city of floating men and women.
07.12.07	Tasha Haas, Elegy for the Sentence I remembered the sentence when I saw the old man and woman walking on the shore the man with a plank for a leg a war having kept the leg.
07.05.07	Ellen Hinsey, Notebook A: Notes on Wakefulness and Being The body resists its knowledge of oneness—as if to exist it must renounce that from which it was issued.
06.21.07	Tayt Harlin, Interview with David Markson I had a great deal of trouble getting started. I don’t know whether I was afraid or just thought I was bullshitting the world and myself.
06.14.07	Román Antopolsky, Four Poems, translated by Michelle Gil-Montero Hand on the wall my/ time in turn to/ mute
05.31.07	Robert Urquhart, Works place Pigalle night nine teen o five/ The house of Dr Gachet
05.23.07	Victoria Blake, A Hill in Spain On our honeymoon, I caught a stomach bug in Spain
05.16.07	Rod Smith, Five Lyrics The codes reawake
05.09.07	Jason Grunebaum, Major Nixon Rob Nixon, do you remember me?
05.02.07	James Grinwis, They Found the Claw and Hung from It Chimes The Aztec baby came in on the back of the wolf.
05.02.07	John D’Agata, Essay on What Is Want When my mother and I first moved to the city of Las Vegas, we lived for several weeks at the Budget Suites of America, a low-rise concrete pink motel with AIR COND and WEEKLY RATES and a Burger King next door.
05.02.07	Juliana Leslie, Three Poems Everything inside of everything else
04.25.07	Michael Stewart, The Devil, A Digression The Devil has black tangled hair.
04.25.07	Robert Olen Butler, From Intercourse On a patch of earth cleared of thorns and thistles, a little east of Eden, the first day after the new moon of the fourth month of the eighth year after Creation
04.22.07	Rikki Ducornet, Divorce There are many reasons why I offer myself—in a manner of speaking—to a staggering number of young men, all Japanese.
04.18.07	Kevin Magee, Work Song It is an hour. One/ of those hours.
04.11.07	Juliana Leslie, Paul Klee How to compose a question: to spell the word blue/ in Paul Klee’s painting entitled Paul Klee’s The color blue
04.04.07	Carlos Dews, The Other Borges: A Fiction The encounter I will describe here occurred in the Buenos Aires mid-winter of 2004; it has taken me until now to muster the courage to recount it and to conclude, as the gentleman involved insisted, that it contains a story that must be told. This story is best viewed using Explorer or Safari. Netscape and Firefox are not recommended.
03.28.07	Erika Howsare, Is It Twice as Big? We’d just gotten up./ We’d washed our faces./ Sky-blue mugs of coffee.
03.21.07	Ariana Reines, Two Poems The water needs a forder.
03.14.07	Jason Schwartz, A Map of Her Town The knife recurs as a figure in certain rooms.
03.05.07	Megan Pugh, Three Poems We need new ways of living/ without resorting to crocodiles/ in wading pools.
02.25.07	Thomas Hopkins, The Ones Who Came After the Ones Who Could Fly My father, like every man of his generation in our country, never quite got over the loss of flight.
02.19.07	Robert J. Bertholf, Interview with Theodore Enslin What is the relationship in your mind between musical forms and lexical forms in a poem, or what is the process for translating musical form into poetry?
02.11.07	Rebecca Stoddard, From The Woodblock Prints "a swan and its reflection on the water’s black surface"
02.04.07	New to Audio Vault: John Barth reads an excerpt from I’ve Been Told: A Story’s Story
01.28.07	Juan Martinez, The Coca-Cola Executive in the Zapatoca Outhouse The Coca-Cola executive was kind to me, though everyone was being kind that summer.
01.21.07	New to Audio Vault: William H. Gass reads an excerpt from A Little History of Modern Music
01.21.07	Clark Coolidge, Five Poems The pup is gone want an amoeba?
01.17.07	Eva Hooker, Three Poems Round uneven sumptuous it heaves up its weight
01.08.07	Anthony Hawley, Rothko Chapel Sequence spaces/ farther off/ are spaces/ farther off
12.26.06	Philip Pinch, Trail System I flush out a bird.
12.18.06	David Shields, Flood Rain falls like needles, but Carla’s parents’ back porch, sheltered by a lean-to roof and enclosed by a tight green net, keeps us dry.
12.11.06	Jon Thompson, Three Poems How the entire story is enjambed with color
12.11.06	Donald Revell, Can’t Stand It I hear the elephant music/ Of the rusted swings
11.27.06	Kim Chinquee, Bobcat I’d just turned thirteen. I was sitting in the hayloft.
11.16.06	Rachel Levitsky, The Story of My Accident Is Ours If I no longer exist, if in fact I may never have existed in the first place, then do I have a name?
11.04.06	Tomaž Šalamun, translated by Brian Henry, Three Poems You didn’t satisfy to us, man from Australia
10.09.06	Noah Eli Gordon, Eight Experiments in Artifice A barge passing below a bridge is an example of a green horizon free from the expectation of green.
09.29.06	Matthew Cheney, The Art of Comedy We had all failed by then—failed as husbands,
09.15.06	Joseph Starr, Before You Leave La Spezia You Must See the Church I won’t need to tell you how we built it, the dwelling, the house.
09.08.06	Justine Haemmerli, To Be Taken I am going to write a story called “To Be Taken.”
09.01.06	Joni Tevis, Bather, Alone: An Essay Some cave naked for fear of contaminating the water they mean to study.
08.23.06	Sandra Meek, Three Poems Another pearl scimitar / sheathed in fawn
08.08.06	Geoffrey O’Brien, A History of Religions Can you remember when you began to know that you were living in a medieval world?
08.01.06	Karen Russell , ZZ’s Sleep-Away Camp for Disordered Dreamers Emma and I are curled together in the basket of the Insomnia Balloon, our breath coming in soft quick bursts.
07.17.06	Erin Lambert, Two Poems If the landscape has a pattern then it begins with your wrist
07.03.06	Andrew Mossin, The Book of A A voice comes to one in the dark. Her voice or mine.
06.17.06	Diane Ackerman, Give and Go Rolling over astroturf to his feet, the ball caught willowy Beckenbauer midstride.
06.08.06	Brian Richardson, From The Twenty-Four Words for Snow Above the Arctic Circle the sun sets and does not rise again for weeks.
05.24.06	Adam Golaski, From Four selections from COLOR PLATES part 4: Mary Cassatt From an aperture she has made in the Venetian blinds she watches leaves fall.
05.09.06	Marcella Durand, From Traffic and Weather Coming across the floor to greet us
05.02.06	Justin Lacour, Five Poems Back then nostalgia was a doll, / you could swallow.
04.26.06	Brian Lucas, Four Poems Upon the comal crop, winter, I separate what’s mine. Mimic me. Thorny.
04.22.06	New to Audio Vault: Carole Maso, the author of Ava and Defiance reads from her story "The Passion of Anne Frank."
04.19.06	Brian Lucas, Two Poems Thorny sky the possession enjoyment brings suspended in a circle of blue messages.
04.11.06	Toby Olson, Calavera There are stories handed down through generations, not because children desire and are in need of them, but because their parents now understand them and can remember sitting at the knees of their own parents, listening to the telling.
04.03.06	Rebecca Reynolds, Two Poems Take the sentence and divide out:
03.15.06	Juan Emar, The Green Bird A 1937 story, with an introduction by Pablo Neruda and an illustration by the author, translated into English for the first time.
03.07.06	Terese Svoboda, Zoo Throes We don’t start then. It’s an hour later, after snakes, after monkeys.
02.28.06	Megan Martin, Three Stories They were bored, highly irritated by the goings-on of the world, not to mention sick and tired of one another, so they decided to make Texarkana again.
02.21.06	Dawn Raffel, Her Purchase The woman is awake now. She opens her purse.
02.14.06	Nadia Herman Colburn, Five Poems In the box there was no beginning and no end, but an openness stopped on all sides by the edges.
02.07.06	Thomas Hummel, Three Poems if keeper shall her self infected house twenty eight after the person dying
02.06.06	New to Audio Vault: Emily Barton, the author of The Testament of Yves Gundrun reads from her just published novel, Brookland.
01.31.06	Jason Schwartz, Preamble The bed recurs as a figure in certain burnings—the torches fixed to boards, for skeletons, and the boiling oil in pots, in urns, in bowls.
01.24.06	Marjorie Welish, Two Poems When next more likely pantheonic backward-looking aspect, / it obtains that coin.
01.17.06	Aaron Bannister, Three Poems Conviction is an engine, yes, / but idleness bubbles and babbles, too.
01.10.06	New to Audio Vault: Edmund White, the author of A Boy’s Own Story and The Beautiful Room is Empty reads from his latest novel, Fanny: A Fiction.
01.09.06	Michael C. Boyko, From The Hour Sets The researcher walks to the nine o’clock station and circles the cube, taking notes and making sketches.
12.17.05	Rosmarie Waldrop, Five Poems Impossible. Without the idea of counting. To imagine numbers.
12.17.05	Matthew Cooperman, Between Tongues: An Interview with Rosmarie Waldrop Poet, translator and publisher, Rosmarie Waldrop has, over the last forty years, brilliantly aided and abetted the conversations of the avant garde between America and the European continent.
12.13.05	New to Audio Vault: Essayist, cultural critic, translator and poet Eliot Weinberger reads his poem Lacandons.
12.12.05	Conjunctions:45 Special Online Supplement Daniel Coudriet, Three Poems All of the children held in a blue sweater, / who is it knitting them together with tiny thumbs.
12.09.05	Shelley Jackson, The gallows is the highest thing for miles.
12.05.05	Conjunctions:45 Special Online Supplement Lesley Yalen, Levittown On the broken slate under the Epstein’s carport, eight feet in eight canvas shoes made a circle.
11.18.05	Conjunctions:45 Special Online Supplement Catherine Imbriglio, Two Poems I have no one to talk with about my behavior.
11.18.05	Conjunctions:45 Special Online Supplement Sandra Leong, Birth of a Brother Sometimes I stay home from work without any excuse.
11.08.05	New to Audio Vault: Gahan Wilson reads from Nuts
10.21.05	Ashley VanDoorn, Two Poems Executives have been instructed with this defense:
10.11.05	New to Audio Vault: Frederick Tuten reads from Voyagers
10.09.05	Elizabeth Hand, Kronia We never meet.
09.24.05	Andrew Mossin, ARC XX: PATERFAMILIA Of surrender or denial, surrender and denial
09.09.05	Elizabeth Sanger, Three Poems Finally, how to carry the sky/ at twilight? A rose so cool
08.26.05	Sarah Riggs, Responsibilities of the Champagne Flutes Here is a glass on this table.
08.11.05	Soyoung Jung, Three Poems It starts with examining our shores.
07.27.05	Jenny Boully, The Book of Beginnings & Endings And if it were possible to pursue the bleeding heart dove to her nest, what then?
07.27.05	Forrest Gander, Mission Thief Picking up/ toward evening, bay breezes
07.03.05	Can Xue, translated by Rong Cai, The Castle’s Origin When all reasons to "live" are negated, and when one sentences oneself to death
06.12.05	Andrew Zawacki, Storm, lustral Blue as already the shoreline
05.31.05	Friedrich Hölderlin, translated by Paul Hoover and Maxine Chernoff, Nine Poems You walk above in the light, / Soulful genius, on a yielding floor!
05.21.05	Paul McCormick, THE EXOTIC MOODS OF LES BAXTER Memory of silt and blush.
05.09.05	David Schuman, Miss At the time, my daughter was known as Whitey the Cat.
03.31.05 to 05.07.05	In Memoriam Robert Creeley May 21, 1926–March 30, 2005 Tributes
04.27.05	Kimberly Burwick, Three Poems I leave with that voice? In Austria the alps are blowing
04.15.05	Ted Mathys, From Quandaries imprisoned on the fissure the figure considers
03.10.05	Julianne Buchsbaum, Four Poems an eternity of New Wave
02.23.05	Noah Eli Gordon, how human nouns THEY SAID THE SMALLEST WOODEN HORSE WAS DEAD IN YOUR COSTUME
02.11.05	Catherine Cafferty, Scavenger’s Daughter I would walk a tightrope for you
01.13.05	Joseph Campana, Stations 1. First, Audrey is in the garden. She will be there in the end.
01.05.04	Meghan Ferrill, IS EE YO UA RE Ibak is my name.
12.30.04	Toby Olson, Swiss Miss Lingers now in peace upon the swollen tide.
11.16.04	Rachel Blau DuPlessis, Draft 59: Flash Back A half glass carafe,/ a choice red ochre chalk
10.18.04	G.C. Waldrep, From Archicembalo Ask if this showing will make a better weave.
09.22.04	Eric Baus, I know the letters this way The way I talk is a result of the way I hear her I was told but it took how long to show up in cursive.
08.17.04	Marjorie Welish, An Interview with Marjorie Welish, by Matthew Cooperman What informs the decision to paint or write is a question about what necessitates the choice.
08.09.04	Alexander Theroux, Two Poems What frightens little kids/ about the flying monkeys in The Wizard of Oz/ was never their faces,
08.01.04	Stephen Ratcliffe, From CLOUD / RIDGE pale blue white haze in front of the vertical plane
07.08.04	Joshua Harmon, Summer Letters shored up inside still
07.06.04	David Shields, Boys’ Bodies My cat, Zoomer, is exceedingly centripetal and social.
06.06.04	Logan Burns, At the Drive-In with Reciprocal Rib 1. the opposite of light is light approaching itself
06.01.04	Kira Henehan, The Skirmish And then I died and went to France.
05.26.04	Ann Lauterbach, Still No Still Walden still for example no still.
04.26.04	C. D. Wright, Rewatching The Passenger When Antonioni made The Passenger he had been shooting feature films for twenty-five years; he was fluent in his medium.
04.17.04	Rebecca Black, Two Poems Play your hand, Madame.
04.10.04	Donald Revell, Three Film Poems The bride of Heaven is Greer Garson.
02.26.04	Ben Doyle, FAQ I first drew shoes on an animal a long long time ago.
02.17.04	Leonard Schwartz, The Library of Seven Readings A sound like the wind possibly, sighing at what is significant
01.22.04	Brian Swann, Two Poems It drew in my eyes, a slab, on it a huge white fish
01.07.04	Joanna Scott, On William Gaddis To tell the truth is to tell a lie, he persuades us.
01.07.04	Paul Auster and Siri Hustvedt, On William Gaddis I remember when we met Gaddis. It was 1084, at a dinner party in New York given by Bud and Cecil.
01.06.04	Jen Bervin, From Nets A series of poems from Nets, a book forthcoming from Ugly Ducking Presse. Move your cursor over and away from each image to see the poem surrounded by or removed from its original source.
12.19.03	Patrizia Villani, From A Story The man is in the backyard, quoting to the stars a secret
12.06.03	New to Audio Vault: Paul Auster reads from his novel The Book of Illusions
12.06.03	New to Audio Vault: Russell Banks reads from his novel The Sweet Hereafter
11.12.03	Rick Moody, William Gaddis: A Portfolio The ten years after a writer’s death are crucial to the reputation of his work.
11.12.03	Russell Banks, On William Gaddis William Gaddis’s project was noble and exemplary.
11.12.03	Don DeLillo, On William Gaddis I remember the bookstore, long gone now, on Forty-Second Street.
11.10.03	John Verbos, The Museum of Small Things I’m telling you this because you don’t remember.
10.24.03	Fanny Howe, Letters to Peter When we met on the beach in Killiney, I was running away from my mother.
10.21.03	Clarence Major, Two Faces Faces of sorrow
10.21.03	Renee Gladman, Untitled "Choose this walk," I hear through the headphones as I read along in the accompanying book.
10.18.03	Sally Keith, From The Rooms Where We Are I keep a math.
10.06.03	Howard Norman, Guest Editor’s Note "What good is intelligence," said Ryonosuke Akutagawa, "if you can’t discover a useful melancholy?"
09.18.03	David Foster Wallace, An excerpt from Everything and More A excerpt from Wallace’s non-fiction book on infinity, forthcoming from Atlas books.
09.01.03	Michael Harris Cohen, The Last Hand Before me lies a man.
08.20.03	Marc Robert, The Sangreal These things without nature, proper nature that is, of a terrestrial kind.
08.09.03	César Vallejo, translated by Rebecca Seiferle, Three Poems from The Black Heralds There’s the desire to return, to love, to not be absent
08.04.03	Terese Svoboda, From Pirate Talk, or, Mermalade Ma, there’s rope in my soup.
06.25.03	Thomas Bernhard, translated by James Reidel, In Hora Mortis I no longer know of a street that leads out/ I no longer know of a street
06.11.03	Diane Williams, Two Stories She wipes men. Three, four of them are robusta-bodied black or whitish. They’re cushion-like, semi-tender.
06.09.03	Brian Evenson and Stacy Dacheux, January In January, during the deepest part of winter, after two years of pleading on my part not to mention numerous gifts and blandishments and increasingly lucrative proposals, she once again agreed to be photographed.
05.10.03	Ben Lerner, From The Lichtenberg Figures When a longing exceeds its object, a suburb is founded.
05.08.03	Robert Creeley, Four Poems I’ll never forgive myself for the/ violence propelled me at sad Paul
05.08.03	Cole Swensen, Four Poems Is defined as that which walks
04.07.03	New to Audio Vault: John Crowley reads from his novel The Translator
03.22.03	Michael Hayes, The Prince of Bees There was nothing left for me after that but the beach -- the grey afternoon -- bells of cable cars over the lyme grass and a field of desiccated husks sprawling along the dunes.
03.10.03	New to Audio Vault: Peter Straub reads from his guest editor’s note to Conjunctions:39, The New Wave Fabulists and from his story Little Red’s Tango (Or read the editorial note and the story for yourself!)
02.12.03	Arielle Greenberg, The Judge’s Wife There’s a tower the lake calls Brother.
01.25.03	Chris Robson, Three Poems In prehistoric times there was balance.
12.29.02	New to Audio Vault: Howard Norman reads from his novel, The Haunting of L.
12.01.02	Amy England, Baba Ganesh, Ubiquitous Authority (from the Books of Ubar) We divide the rectangular glass terrarium diagonally across the bottom, into triangular halves of clay and sand.
10.24.02	New to Audio Vault: Laird Hunt reads from his forthcoming novel, The Dark and Lovely Portions of the Night
10.17.02	Gahan Wilson, A Portfolio of Seven Illustrations from The New Wave Fabulists
10.08.02	Gustaf Sobin, Drafts, Updrafts, and the Physiognomy of Air This might have been a story about Vincent van Gogh.
10.07.02	Peter Straub, Little Red’s Tango What a mystery is Little Red! Hear Peter Straub read from this story at the Audio Vault.
10.04.02	Kelly Link, Lull There was a lull in the conversation.
10.04.02	Elizabeth Hand, The Least Trumps In the lonely house there is a faded framed Life magazine article from almost half a century ago
09.30.02	Peter Straub, Guest Editor’s Note Who are these people, and what are they doing? Hear Peter Straub read from this essay at the Audio Vault.
09.30.02	John Crowley, The Girlhood of Shakespeare’s Heroines In the late 1950s the state of Indiana had its own Shakespeare festival,
09.30.02	Gene Wolfe, From Knight The sun woke me.
09.30.02	M. John Harrison, Entertaining Angels Unawares I got two or three weeks work with a firm that specialized in high and difficult access jobs
09.08.02	Lisa Lubasch, Certain Hazards of Living Without the Assumption of Timing Tall words wring hands, though not effortlessly
08.30.02	Frances Brent, Three Poems Aunt is sleeping, sitting up, but the chair is missing;
08.23.02	Micaela Morrissette, Two Prose Poems Thirty-six percent of unbidden speech is a lie
08.16.02	Gabe Hudson, The American Green Machine A story from the forthcoming collection Dear Mr. President
08.09.02	Malinda Markham, Three Poems there is no mnemonic for lips
8.06.02	New to Audio Vault: Gilbert Sorrentino reads two short pieces, “Four Soldiers” and “The Very Picture of Loneliness.”
08.01.02	Peter Constantine’s translation of Alexandros Papadiamantis’s The Seal’s Dirge, and Maxine Chernoff’s Keeper of Bells.
07.25.02	William Weaver’s translation of Alberto Moravia’s Two Germans, From A Dozen Surrealist Poems by Paul Auster, and Michael Bergstein’s Three Requia.
06.28.02	Laird Hunt, From Dear Laird Hunt, Author of The Impossibly Cold has descended on the country.
06.05.02	Carrie St. George Comer, Shelburne Falls a woman’s face split like a potato by a bullet, her eye on a spring
05.30.02	Quintan Ana Wiskwo, All Winter Long The Girls Smoked Tobacco Leaves Up in the hills the talk was of the men all disappeared and presumed dead.
04.10.02	Timothy Liu, DAU AL SET Vocalise haunted still by faces smeared with ash.
04.03.02	John Taggart, Three Poems Song after a song after story/one of the stories which end in stumps or falsely
03.19.02	Matthew Derby, The Sound Gun Nobody knows what we are doing here. We are not entirely sure that the war is still happening.
03.01.02	Heather Ramsdell, Vague Swimmers Thank you for saying pathos instead of pathetic, keeping us the same size as before.
01.19.02	Martha Ronk, Disintegration: Poem for Eva Hesse Compulsive winding, bandaging
01.17.02	Reginald Shepherd, Three Poems He’s sleeplessness pulled through/a seive
01.06.02	Peter Gizzi, Reverse Song not because there is a road/ and a woman walking,/ nor the trees lining this road,/ the light at half mast
12.12.01	Duncan Dobbelmann, Three Poems At 4:14 PM on September the ninth my imaginary trough became deeper, allowing for other realities to sidle up next to this one and demand the attention they had been deprived of during the preceding monomaniacal months.
12.05.01	Brian Evenson, Müller HIS GRANDFATHER KEPT SOUNDING like he was choking to death. From Conjunctions 37: The Twentieth Anniversary Issue.
11.27.01	William H. Gass, Foreword NOT FOUR, BUT A SCORE. Little magazines are not supposed to last that long. From Conjunctions 37: The Twentieth Anniversary Issue.
11.12.01	Christopher Sorrentino, Memory Alpha Let me clarify: I was a boy who spoke into his eyeglasses. Published simultaneously by Web Conjunctions and as part of Conjunctions 37: The Twentieth Anniversary Issue.
11.12.01	Shelley Jackson, Dildo Being a disquisition. Published simultaneously by Web Conjunctions and as part of Conjunctions:37, The Twentieth Anniversary Issue.
10.31.01	John Edgar Wideman, Match Jules and Rita were rivals in the office and, therefore, hated each other.
10.26.01	Thomas Bernhard, The Lunatics The Inmates A poem by Thomas Bernhard, translated into English for the first time by James Reidel. Click here for the German original
09.27.01	Isaac Babel, The Trial Peter Constantine’s translation of a previously untranslated story by Isaac Babel.
09.07.01	Natazsa Goerke, Two Stories W. Martin’s translation of two stories by Polish writer Natazsa Goerke, "The Celtic Cross" and "Umbrella."
09.05.01	Mei-mei Berssenbrugge, Three Poems. A selection from Conjunctions:6.
08.29.01	Howard Norman, From View of Kala Murie Stepping Out of Her Black Dress A selection from Conjunctions:37, Twentieth Anniversary Issue.
08.17.01	Brenda Coultas, Two Poems I’m the life-sized rag doll strapped to my master’s shoes dancing salsa in subway.
08.10.01	Amy Catanzano, Notes on the Enclosure of Beams accidental myself among them a head of eyes
07.26.01	Jonathan Safran Foer and Bradford Morrow, Editor’s Note The editor’s note introducing the Dark Laughter portfolio from Conjunctions:36, Dark Laughter.
07.26.01	Elisabeth Cohen, Kids Who Died at My High School This Year A selection from Conjunctions:36, Dark Laughter.
7.18.01	New to Audio Vault: An excerpt from His Blue Period by Valerie Martin, author of Salvation: Scenes from the Life of Saint Francis.
07.10.01	Julia Elliott, On Monsters That Have Come Forth from Women’s Wombs It is true that men, upon occasion, generate wild beasts within their bodies.
6.24.01	New to Audio Vault: Excerpts from Africans by Sheila Kohler, author of Children of Pithiviers.
5.20.01	New to Audio Vault: Excerpts from Pierrot lunaire by Arnold Schoenberg, including Sarah Rothenberg on piano: “Mondestrucken,” “Colombine,” “Der Dandy,” “Eine blasse Wäscherin”
05.16.01	Rabia Sandage, Peneplain The rain came the day before and washed us all out.
05.10.01	Lynne Tillman, Ten TV Tales A preview from Conjunctions:36, Dark Laughter.
04.16.01	D. E. Steward, Marso Her hair had become too sparse to hold a pin.
04.07.01	Sheila Kohler, Pithiviers An excerpt from Children of Pithiviers the forthcoming novel by the author of Cracks, The House on R. Street, and The Perfect Place
04.03.01	Sandra Meek, Twelve Days A preview from Conjunctions:36, Dark Laughter.
03.23.01	Ben Marcus, From The Launch A preview from Conjunctions:36, Dark Laughter.
2.11.00	New to Audio Vault: William T. Vollmann reads an excerpt from his latest novel The Royal Family.
1.21.00	New to Audio Vault: Carole Maso reads an excerpt from her story The Names, published in full in Conjunctions:34, American Fiction: States of the Art.
01.07.01	Gary Hill, Searchlight, 1986–1994 Stills from six different installations, spanning nearly ten years
01.07.01	George Quasha and Charles Stein, Stance Horizontal and Turning An essay on the installations of Gary Hill
12.07.00	Archive Update. Conjunctions:1—Cid Corman, Five Poems; Montri Umavijani, Five Poems. Conjunctions:2—Mei-mei Berssenbrugge, The Heat Bird; Robert Creeley, Five Poems; Walter Abish, Spanish Sky. Conjunctions:3—Ann Lauterbach, Three Poems; Robert Creeley, Four Poems. Conjunctions:4—Ann Lauterbach, Five Poems; Armand Schwerner, Threads through the Denkorodu, Records of the Transmission of the Light; John Ashbery, Three Poems. Conjunctions:5—Charles Bernstein, Three Poems; Theodore Enslin, Slow Theme with Nine Variations.
12.04.00	David Chirico, From Others’ Work You arrive in a small seaside town where the installations of a little-known artist are currently on view.
11.16.00	Amy Havel, What is Missing Take, for example, the phone call.
11.01.00	Cole Swensen, The Hand Defined: 1 A preview from Conjunctions:35, American Poetry: States of the Art.
10.20.00	John Yau, Film Adaptations of Five of America’s Most Beloved Poems A preview from Conjunctions:35, American Poetry: States of the Art.
10.11.00	Gustaf Sobin, A Self Portrait in Late Autumn A preview from Conjunctions:35, American Poetry: States of the Art.
10.03.00	James Tate, Witches A preview from Conjunctions:35, American Poetry: States of the Art.
09.30.00	John Ashbery, Meet Me Tonight in Dreamland A preview from Conjunctions:35, American Poetry: States of the Art.
09.27.00	Michael Palmer, Stone A preview from Conjunctions:35, American Poetry: States of the Art.
09.21.00	Brenda Coultas, A Horseless Carriage A preview from Conjunctions:35, American Poetry: States of the Art.
09.18.00	Mei-mei Berssenbrugge, The Heat Bird a rain of parallel bright lines on the faces of the rafters A selection from Conjunctions:2
09.11.00	Jorie Graham, Covenant A preview from Conjunctions:35, American Poetry: States of the Art.
08.24.00	Montri Umavijani, Five Poems Short pieces by the celebrated Thai poet. A selection from Conjunctions:1, The Inaugural Double-Issue
08.21.00	Cid Corman, Five Poems Hunger for/death./Eat. A selection from Conjunctions:1, The Inaugural Double-Issue
08.03.00	Rosalind Palermo Stevenson, The Temple Birds Love Incense (Netscape Version) (Internet Explorer Version) Angel trumpets grow on the North end of the compound.
07.30.00	Steven Hendricks, Fin, an excerpt A slim view of the outside world.
07.02.00	Richard Powers and Bradford Morrow, A Dialogue From Conjunctions:34, American Fiction: States of the Art.
06.30.00	Duncan Dobbelmann, Your Lips Testify Against You I withdrew yet farther into my shell, snug as a meadow louse in a weedy mausoleum.
06.20.00	Joanna Howard, Light Carried on Air Moves Less In a lavender twilight, on the west side of an abandoned pasture gone to hay in the greenest part of our state, a mendicant, a scarved pale beauty with silver bell earrings, curled to sleep on kinked metal filings on the floor of a windowless farm shed gone to rot.
06.11.00	Damon Krukowski, Four Prose Poems The memory theater burned, and in its ruins I could remember only portions of scripture, commentary, history, poetry, biographies of notable men, successful recipes, homeopathy, botany, and the classification of animals.
06.09.00	Michael Neff, Once Confined Pelvis sandstone beside symbols of question
05.29.00	Padgett Powell, From Mrs. Hollingsworth’s List From Conjunctions:34, American Fiction: States of the Art.
05.23.00	Steve Erickson, From Swan Lake From Conjunctions:34, American Fiction: States of the Art.
05.15.00	Paul Auster, From Accident Report From Conjunctions:34, American Fiction: States of the Art.
05.08.00	Dennis Barone, Bump and Grind This is how we begin: a little paint here, a little dab there.
05.06.00	Joyce Carol Oates, The Revelation, from Four Dark Fables From Conjunctions:34, American Fiction: States of the Art.
5.01.00	New to Audio Vault: Robert Olen Butler, the Pulitzer Prize winning author, reads two excerpts (“I Am Whiplash Willy Jones” and “I Am”) from his recent novel Mr. Spaceman.
04.19.00	Stephen Ratcliffe, Portraits and Repetition blue plane of water in motion below line of horizon
04.14.00	John Edgar Wideman, Stories A man walking in the rain is eating a banana. From Conjunctions:34, American Fiction: States of the Art.
4.10.00	New to Audio Vault: Philip Roth, the Pulitzer Prize winning author reads from his recent novel I Married a Communist.
04.04.00	Paul LaFarge, From Lost Aviators In the same year, a locksmith named Besnier who was no kind of aristocrat at all, and whom nobody had heard of except his wife and his three children, and those whose locks he fixed, built a folly. From Conjunctions:34, American Fiction: States of the Art.
03.28.00	Asadullah Khan Ghalib (1797-1869), Five Poems, translated from the Urdu by Andrew McCord My chains are no more than links of hair in the flames.
03.05.00	Weldon Kees, Three Exhibits He went in the bathroom and examined his leg. It was a hideous color. The doctor had been quite right in his diagnosis. Three stories by Kees and a photograph of the author.
02.15.00	David Shields and Samantha Ruckman, Outside: Postcards from Abroad Got strip-searched in Tel Aviv while trying to leave the country.
02.09.00	Tom LeClair, The Liquidators To compete with other road shows--monster trucks, heavy metal acts, wrestlemanias--and undersell local discounters, we’re a tour de force and four-day display of surprise.
02.03.00	Paul West, Two Stories He dreams about Arnold Schwarzenegger, whose top-trim body is like a brown condom full of walnuts. From Conjunctions:11
01.19.00	Shelley Jackson, Mus_e M_canique Herman Godfrey is a machine, a miniature bachelor.
01.15.00	Nathaniel Tarn, Two Poems Concrete edges (of what?); burlaps (coffee?); a white shroud (?) From Conjunctions:11
01.01.00	Susan Howe, Three Poems tatter of brute meaning From Conjunctions:11
12.26.99	Ann Lauterbach, Two Poems "Did you like Switzerland?" you ask for the first time. From Conjunctions:11
12.12.99	Eleni Sikelianos, Matter has been Blown off the Surface of this V i s i b le Star the universe/was the size of a darkening string
12.07.99	Michael Eastman, Horses A portfolio of fourteen photographs of horses, with an introduction by William H. Gass.