The Faint Echo of Hernan Cortes
FictionFaisal MarzipanThe Faint Echo of Hernan Cortes “Papi, Juanita is here, we go to church now. We be back at noon, the pollo is cooking on the stove” said Catalina.…
FictionFaisal MarzipanThe Faint Echo of Hernan Cortes “Papi, Juanita is here, we go to church now. We be back at noon, the pollo is cooking on the stove” said Catalina.…
EssayGiles HoffmanBetween Biceps and Mail Bombs: Bronze Age Pervert, the Unabomber and the Modern LeftTed Kaczynski sought refuge in the woods from academia and the corporate office, the well-known hives…
TranslationErnst Junger (trans. Dr Chaim Breisacher)HorrorHorror belongs, as well, to the circle of feelings that from old rests in our depths, bursting forth with primal energy in the shock of…
EssayRoss EricksonThe Man That Dreams Are Made OfRight around the time I graduated high school, our church got a new pastor, a man named Neil. He was a cowboy, through…
Essaybronze age pervertThe Open Steppe of the SeaFor man in America or Europe, not to speak of Azia, who lives in thickly-settled coasts there is almost no daily escape from…