Photo by Milos Petrovic We open our upcoming series of literary interviews with our conversation with Jelena Vukicevic, a professor of literature and a former bookseller. Jelena holds a BA…
Effia and Esi have never met. Their stories begin in the mid-18th century Ghana, when the British slave trade starts to flourish in the country. One of the two half-sisters…
A micro-chapbook I A Brief Report from the Scene of the Crime . . . 1. The General Inconvenience of Being Alive By Thursday morning, I had decided that life…
Every October, I begin thinking about which haunted woman I would be. This is not the sort of question most people ask themselves. Most people are probably thinking about costumes.…
I love Halloween. There. I said it. Not in the casual way people say they like Halloween because they enjoy pumpkin pie or because their children dress up once a…
The first time I saw the box, I thought it was beautiful, which should probably have been enough of a warning, although I have never been particularly good at recognizing…
The first time my reflection blinked, I was seven. I told my mother. She slapped me. Not hard. Just enough to teach me that some things should never be repeated.…