Lee Houck: The TNB Self-Interview
A self-interview is dangerous. We might find ourselves sitting here for an hour talking about overdone Tater Tots. Or the pleasures of drinking a Coca-Cola that you have poured from the can into a...
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An Excerpt from Yield
When I was little, my mother told me that inside everyone, at the absolute center of us, there is a tiny golden kernel, our essence distilled down to something pure, elemental, something very close to...
View ArticleCan You Move the Vortex?
In 1997, after the Christmas holidays slowed and we dragged the brittle tree out of the house and down to the edge of the woods, my parents and I packed everything I owned into their mauve Ford Taurus...
View ArticleTom in Siena
Tom stepped out of the bar into a pool of yellow-ochre light from the streetlamp. Yellow-ochre is the color of this country, he thought, and terracotta. His brain, bathed in a loose veil of red wine...
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