I am in awe of what Alexander Lumans can do in the space of a story. He receives his mail in Berlin, but he's one of America's finest fiction writers. Case in point, his story "The Jaws of Life," recently published in Guernica Magazine. guernicamag.com/the-jaws-of-li…

🗣️TOMORROW at 6pm ET: Join us for February's Direct Discourse, featuring Jinwoo Chong 정진우 and Alexander Lumans, for our monthly conversation series on fiction with editor Adam Dalva! Regster: us02web.zoom.us/meeting/regist…

Our March issue of Guernica Magazine is here! I'm pleased to be publishing two dynamic stories. The great Itamar Vieira Junior's "Black Wing Dragging Across the Sand," in marvelous translation by Johnny Lorenz, is a dynamic, surprising Clarice Lispector homage guernicamag.com/black-wing-dra…

"The Smoke of the Land Went Up," by Andrew Cominelli, is dystopic, fast-paced, and sexually charged. It is the first story I've ever read about a New Orleans pedicab driver - which made sense when I found out that Andrew is a New Orleans pedicab driver! guernicamag.com/the-smoke-of-t…

My short story "The Smoke of the Land Went Up" is in Guernica Magazine today. It's got sex, drugs, pedicabbing, a landscaping convention, and lots of dread. Huge thanks to editors Autumn Watts, Adam Dalva, and Ishita Marwah for getting this out into the world. guernicamag.com/the-smoke-of-t…

And read an irresistible piece cut from the book in this month’s issue Guernica Magazine — congrats on pub day, Grace!

For the Itamar Vieira Junior fans, here's an extra treat to go with this story in Guernica Magazine—an interview conducted by Ana Laura Malmaceda. wordswithoutborders.org/read/article/2…

“From afar, I was seen practicing / agony.” isra's haunting four-line poem “Glaze” forges the transformative contours of our March Issue. Read it now: guernicamag.com/glaze/

In Israel, a translator tries to tread the line of empathy. “There is a limit to which the human soul can stomach atrocities and keep going,” Joanna Chen writes in her essay “From the Edges of a Broken World.” guernicamag.com/from-the-edges…

“And if I could, Mom, I’d return Ana to my warm, warm womb, & I’d carry her forever in this sick body of mine, just so I wouldn’t have to hurt you to get my hands on the key to an ossuary.” New fiction by Itamar Vieira Junior, translated by Johnny Lorenz. guernicamag.com/black-wing-dra…

“Like plastic that flung itself / into a fire, I think I am weeping.” Past isra's four-line poem “Glaze” haunts the questions, what do we choose, & how do we live with what we witness? guernicamag.com/glaze/

This was the life they had worked so hard for. All those years of education and sacrifice were paying off, finally, with a secure and comfortable life doing work that they loved. I love these essays being released with Grace Loh Prasad 駱信惠's book! Check out this one in Guernica Magazine!

“There was goodwill but not enough to straddle the chasm that divided us.” In Israel, a translator tries to tread the line of empathy. From Joanna Chen's essay “From the Edges of a Broken World.” guernicamag.com/from-the-edges…