Inventory The hares didn’t move last night but there are signs of a female fisher there and there quartering. What has to eat has to eat. The browse line isn’t visible for the snow. White cedar, then hemlock— the deers’ choice. They have gone to a deer yard some miles off. A fisher can take […]
The End of Writing/Things I forgot I Wrote
The End of Writing/Things I forgot I Wrote I dream again about my father He is eating grass and slurping muddy water He asks me to chain him to a tree outside of the bank and to sell passersby the opportunity to have their pictures taken with him The light […]
Selections from The Garden
The faint sting of dish soap will linger on the lip of the cup, regardless. Similarly, my friend the diviner had reems of paperwork still to “do.” We sat, eating potato chips, surrounded by children who had come to see the bones and the stones. These bone-seeking children moved in groups, sorted […]
Composition December ’64
Balraj Manra was a pioneer of avant-garde modernist writing who changed the course of Urdu literature with a handful of innovative, hybrid texts that were published in small, independent literary journals in the sixties and early seventies. It is hard to classify Manra with any more specificity. The best we can do is pay attention […]
Parenthood
We came up with it while driving home from dinner. The sky, I remember, had that early morning brightness, though it was nearly ten at night, and there was a full moon without any tricks—no superpowers or strawberry hues or harvest indications. Just light that shone everything into blue. It looked like the world when […]
The Outhouse, Not Quite Mississippi, Vokzal
The Outhouse Biography repeats itself, at first in a stutter then as an obsession. I am one of the many diasporic gophers: I stick my head from tunnels of another world, dig in curves, in semi-circles, in tunnels shaped like letters – these, here. The trouble with biography is its starting point – the one […]
Angela Lives
Angela lives in a house on W. 83rd St. Angela is thirty-one. She has mid-length brown hair. She’s on the taller side of average, and her face is relatively thin. The house is large, and quiet. It has a dark wood interior. Many windows let cold light enter. Angela lives in the house, and it […]
Experience Error/Harmony in Red
We Responsible Others Commissioned to develop a sculpture, the artist instead found herself attempting to define the space around it. What use is a sculpture without a room, a world? she’d asked her gallerist, who reminded her that the municipal client had come with a certain budget. Your job is to make things, the gallerist […]
What Feats Fence Accomplished in 2022
In 2022, we were able to accomplish the following: »» Published Fence issue #39 and paid all contributors $50 each. Prepared Fence issue is #40, ready to be transmitted to the printer the first week of January. »» Began a new dedicated translation section of Fence and invited submissions. »» Created the Visiting Editor position, […]
Warmer and Farther from the Windows
In the house I grew up in, I am in the living room with the high ceiling and the low carpet. My wife is in the kitchen turning either side of the kitchen-sink faucet to make sure one of them comes out hot. The house is ours, if we want it. Uproot and all? she […]
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