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Edie Meidav

Contributor History

[“It was this impulse to extend …”], Conjunctions:41
From Utopia, or, My Pleasure, Conjunctions:47
Beef, Conjunctions:50
The Golden Rule; or, I Am Trying to Do the Right Thing, Conjunctions:52
Lola, California, Multimedia 12-26-2011 (mp3, 00:18:31)
Dogs of Cuba: The Buddha of Vedado, Conjunctions:59
Dogs of Cuba: The Buddha of Vedado, Conjunctions:59 (mp3, 00:08:41)
Dog’s Journey, Conjunctions:62
From the Dung Beetle’s Perspective, Conjunctions:63 (63:184-192)
Blind in Granada, or, Romance, Conjunctions:65
Blind in Granada, or, Romance, Conjunctions:65 (mp3, 00:07:51)
An Interview, Online 05-03-2016
Her Head, Online 05-13-2020
Elegies — from between the lines of Another Love Discourse, Online 07-27-2022
Lola, Europa, Conjunctions:81
Lola, Europa, Online 12-04-2023

Biography

Photograph © Elodie Strohmeidav

Edie Meidav wrote the lyric novel Another Love Discourse (Terra Nova/MIT Press, July 2022), the collection Kingdom of the Young (Sarabande), and three novels, Lola, California, Crawl Space (both FSG), and The Far Field: A Novel of Ceylon (Houghton). She is a professor in the University of Massachusetts Amherst MFA program. Read related new work here and here.

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In Print

Conjunctions:82

Works & Days

Spring 2024
Bradford Morrow

Online

Four Poems

by Bob Hicok

September 4, 2024

He woke from a dream.

He was in the garage of an old house,
riding one of those toy horses
held to a metal frame by springs.
It was not very fast, not very curious
about the horizon.

Alligator

by David Ryan

August 21, 2024

I made sandwiches with the bresaola from the antipasto the afternoon before and some of the gouda I'd cut thinner from the cubes. I tried to feed the boy some of the gouda and a little bread, but he wouldn't have any. I suspected it was the traces of vinegar, they clashed with the white bread—it was all we had—or maybe it was just an odd new combination of flavors he didn't understand yet. But what was left over would likely get lost in the refrigerator where things were perpetually being pushed back behind more saved food, this striated order of aging and forgetting—food saved until eating what was left at the far back was unwise. Like memory, the economy of our minds repressing one moment for the next and leaving the past like a set of traps that might go off at any moment.

Farewell to the Damned

by Marcus Spiegel

August 14, 2024

Maybe the Leather Skulls were no longer the titans of the death metal scene they used to be in the late eighties. Were they titans then? They had a following, a snug cult of enthusiasts. Their admirers were scarcer now, sure, but as they circled the continent on their latest comeback tour in honor of their eleventh album, The Devils He Casteth Out, the band could still fill bars and small ornate theaters with diehards—haggard bikers and their biker wives, with jazzed up hair and fatal shades of lipstick. The concerts were like nostalgia galas, reenactments of the past. One more spin on the crazy train.