The Pacifists
Our son was killed in action six months ago in Afghanistan on his third tour of duty. Mildred and I eat and sleep and dream in our small house by the old Sanford gristmill, keeping
Our son was killed in action six months ago in Afghanistan on his third tour of duty. Mildred and I eat and sleep and dream in our small house by the old Sanford gristmill, keeping

Editor’s Note: This excerpt from Self-Portrait in Bloom is set in Tehran, Iran, during the Iran-Iraq war that lasted from 1980-1988. The Shamlous referred to here are the iconic Iranian poet Ahmad Shamlou (1925-2000) and

Editor’s Note: this essay was selected to appear in Pushcart Prize XLVI (2022 edition) The children are always ours, every single one of them, all over the globe; and I am beginning to suspect

Teresa Fazio’s memoir, Fidelis, is the story of agency, power struggles, and life lessons learned on a young Marine’s deployment and over the years after she returns. Her experience places her narrative within the scope

Once located on a spur off the coastal road between Tel Aviv and Haifa, Tantura was a fishing and agricultural village counting 1,490 residents. Attacked on May 22-23, 1948, the village fell after a brief

Like you, my horror is carved by the morningblood. I have no time to unroll dreams. The clock ticks,unveiling the old city structures, the guillotine of womanhood. Oh Shahrazad, the morning knows how to bite

We pull them on daily weighted with sentiment, one at a time; first over the toes, sliding past the arches, and finally tugging up and over the heel. We tightly knot the laces, tucking in

When Americans refer to the Viet Nam War, most are talking about the decade of active military combat that killed more than fifty-eight thousand Americans and an estimated 1.4 million Vietnamese civilians, ending with the

Abstract: Viet Thanh Nguyen is a Vietnamese-American writer. He is the Aerol Arnold Chair of English and Professor of English and American Studies and Ethnicity at the University of Southern California. He is 2016 Pulitzer

for Joan Sit under the tree long enough And you will be covered in blossoms We will all bury our loves In the cold earth of springtime Even if no one

admiral – when we came ashore the day beforethe prostitutes – learning we had returned from the wargreeted us as if we had risen from the deada 16-year-old liked me – I bought her pearlsa

Editor’s Note: “Coach” is an excerpt from Katherine Hill’s novel, A Short Move. His third season as coach of the Pee Wee Monacan Jets, Tim Williams started carrying a calendar. “Well, Tim,” Cindy said when