Author: Threepenny Editor

On the fifth floor I spent 10 dayslearning how to walk never farabove the earthworms, never farbelow the sky. The darkness there had nothing to do with an absenceof light…

Continued soggy in the personal todayalthough two strangers smiled at me,one because I couldn’t open a plastic bageither, the other because I stepped asideas if I was holding the door…

Someone’s baby don’t love himno more no no no moretwangs a workman’s radio next door.I recommend red and plenty of it.What’s another identity crisismore or less? Perhaps this nightis genuine…

The flashlight my sister sweptacross the heavens got no responseeither. When my brother leaves his lab,he’s still limping and our governor’s demandingfunerals for aborted fetuses and where’sa fetus gonna get…

I’ve had it with having a body.With windows that won’t open.Antibiotics. Luggage. Styrofoam.I’m sick of being a burnt matchbloating in a puddle of anti-freeze.Sick of the ripening blushes of peaches,all…

Adam Zagajewski

Lore Segal

Adam Zagajewski

Tobias Wolff

A photograph from years ago—my parentsin front of Drottningholm Palacenear Stockholm.It’s probably September,month of partings and rapture. My father in his tie,my mother’s scarf(elegance pre-1968).They watch me closely,fondly, with concern.…