SPRING 2016 SVPPLEMENT

Introduction.

Inheritances: An Introduction to The Puritan Spring 2016 Svpplement.

by Phoebe Wang

“Negotiating with the past” and “dealing with the past” have become common phrases when talking about personal and cultural legacies. The use of this kind of language—the language of transaction—corresponds to the sense of inheritances as the property and material assets left to us by our predecessors, but produces some tricky implications when used to address less tangible, less visible, and less intact legacies. This spring supplement of The Puritan includes works of poetry and fiction, essays, interviews, and an oral history that do not hesitate to leap into negotiations with myths, legends, heritages, lineages, traditions, and traits. These negotiations and dealings must remain unsatisfying insofar as they are unresolveable. There is not the usual type of give-and-take between two parties reaching a fair compromise. The past, manifesting itself in our names and faces, our families and clans, insists on us accepting its terms. Its …

Fiction.

Bottlenecks.

by Nicole Chin

  My father could never braid my hair. He tried when I was younger. He sat at his computer, crouched in front of the screen with a bottle of be...

Silence.

by Napatsi Folger

Qaqqasiq walks to the far end of the cemetery and looks for the empty space among the scattering of white crosses. After ten years of visiting his g...

Poetry.

Pompeii.

by Chuqiao Yang

The cave wall speaks of a woman: her art was intercourse. Here, once, she left lovers to quiet deaths on rocks, stone edges softened, vestiges of a ...

From Ill Meat Part I: Puer.

by Annick MacAskill

  xi.1 Hum now, phone, the girl can’t play the innocent forever. Ring, scream Lesbia’s blushed wanting, putrid injurious kisses nectar on my li...

Two Poems.

by Sugar le Fae

  Astronaut Blues In a thousand thousand years, when the sun has licked Mercury to a Hershey’s kiss, and Venus blinks oblivion, you’ll still be...

Essays.

Reading the Unwritten.

by Terrence Abrahams

Voids—black holes and the like—should be inspiring. Look at the potential space. Look at the ambiguity. Look at all the meaning we have to instil on...

The White Hand.

by Aurora Stewart de Peña

From the outside, the house’s windows and chimney looked like a face; small eyes and a long nose. It sat apart and crooked from the other houses on ...

Interviews.