Image: William Murphy, Poster Campaign for the Thirty-fourth Amendment of the Constitution, 2015 Used with attribution—share alike creative commons 2.0
This month we present the sixth installment of our annual Queer Issue. Connections are missed and made, families are rocked and communities are formed, and characters circle each other and the truth in prose and poetry from around the world. Sweden’s Ester Roxberg describes her father’s gender transition and her family’s subsequent transformation. Czech writer Zuzana Brabcová shows a woman leaving her husband to arrive at new understanding, and the Slovak Zuska Kepplová sets her troubled lovers on an idyllic beach at the end of Europe. Taiwan’s Chi Ta-wei puts Debussy’s famous pastoral to an urban narrative. Sylwia Chutnik’s garrulous apartment-dwelllers are fascinated by their “lady-man” neighbor. Giancarlo Pastore’s elusive florist and his smitten customer channel the Victorians to say it with flowers. Cameroon’s Max Lobe shows an immigrant mastering a louche Geneva. And in poetry, Pedro de Jesus sees the truth, and Dragoslava Barzut’s lesbian protagonist buries her parents and her past. Our special feature showcases Icelandic poetry, translated and introduced by 2015 PEN/Heim Translation Grant awardee Meg Matich.
Connections, Missed and Made: The Queer Issue
These are stirring notes as we launch our sixth annual Queer issue.
I’d never found the plant or flower that could serve as punctuation.
A Faun’s Afternoon
The hand of the pocket watch winds on with a sound like mocking laughter.
From “The Year of Pearls”
The label reads: RENATA. IN THE EVENT OF MY DEATH DESTROY WITHOUT READING.
She laughed and calmly walked naked to the end of Europe.
If I could live on the vision without trying to say it
There is a false time / set in motion when we fall
How could anyone accuse Mr. Pawlikowski of something so awful?
From “The Memory of a Secret”
What do we know about our parents?
The Death of My Parents in the Village
Funeral paid for by the daughter, a lesbian.
The Avenging Whip
In my line of business, people don't talk much.
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