Translation


A FATHER AND HIS DAUGHTER IN THE LIVING ROOM OF A HOUSE IN THE SUBURBS by Ángelo Néstore, translated by Lawrence Schimel

    I look in your eyes, but you don’t recognize me, how long life seems to you in this tiny body, your dirty hair, just as dirty as your father’s. Oh, sweet girl with a wolf’s eyes, I’d tear my skin off to wrap you in it, girl-kalashnikov, how […]


[I worked with death in my heart for a month] by Franca Mancinelli, translated by Allison Grimaldi Donahue

    “I worked with death in my heart for a month.” And eyes overflow at the thought of nights when on the other side of the bed a river was blocked slow with garbage. And then in deep sleep a giant dock reconnected life with four bridges. For twenty […]