Jacob Saenz was born in Chicago and raised in Cicero, IL. His poems have appeared in Pinwheel, Poetry, Tammy, TriQuarterly and other journals. His poetry collection, Throwing the Crown, was selected by Gregory Pardlo for the…
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Image Credit: Nsey Benajah One week out from Christmas, I am sitting in a narrow bathtub in my hotel room in Pine Mountain, Georgia. Mildew thrives in the poorly caulked…
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\ relax, use precise jargon. \ same old turn in the story. \ sage silver branches gleam olive. \ I seem to love buying food. sense of…
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Poetry from Summer Block Baby Dreaming In the back seat the baby, sun-striped and damply dreaming: a bright green field bloomed with bunnies and he crawling through the grass…
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I am celibate now. I find my sexual energy comes out in prose and paint more powerfully then when dissipated in actual sex. I have no romantic designs on anyone…
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My last two months of college I was infatuated with this emotional drummer. I’d take the F train with all the other hipsters of New York City to his place…
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Ludic Writing is an offshoot of the Session Report series, which explores the intersection of narrative and broader themes of game design by focusing on a specific tabletop game each…
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Owiwi! Owiwi! I’m called By this Nickname which Is an owl; Yoruba People are not kind With nicknames. They can Call an old woman Graveyard, not because She is old…
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At The End of this Essay is a Recipe for Salmon It’s true. This is a recipe column, after all. Sufficient protein is extremely important for post-operative recovery. Once the…
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When I was ten years old I tried to teach myself to speak and write Cantonese, using an old Chinese schoolbook I had found in the closet. At that age,…
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I grew up in Iowa, in the seventies, but not until I left Iowa, and the 2000s, did I understand why people ate pork chops: my mother was an uninterested…
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[Image Credit: Angel Painting by Mary DeLawder] At night I’m an angel. I unfold my seraphic wings and take flight from the roof of St. George’s Wharf. I glide free towards…
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to be a dreamer you have to change the way you relate to objects i am not this object but i am a woman imagine a dark room with one…
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Suchitra Mattai’s “Memory, History, Forgetting (After Paul Ricœur)” serves as a conceptual centerpiece for her exhibit “Sweet Asylum,” which is now on display at K Contemporary in Denver, Colorado. The…
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