People in elevators are anxious. This is partly because people in elevators are going somewhere, and the elevators are not that somewhere. But it is also

My Digits The night before I fly back home, I prick my mother’s finger. She has lancets, alcohol wipes, gauze. Her last specimen collection, which she did herself, didn’t produce enough blood for t…

Michael Czyzniejewski   The day I turned twenty-nine, it hit me: I should be with Freytag. I should spend the whole night with Freytag. I should maybe even get serious about Freytag. Definitel…

I was probably eleven when my father started spinning plates. He’d been watching The Ed Sullivan Show and in between Petula Clark and Sergio Franchi, there was a man, all tuxed-up, spinning fifteen…

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