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April 23rd, 2014 | 8:00am

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My mother's last remaining sibling is dying, and quickly, it now seems. I received the call last night from my mom and exchanged emails this morning with my cousin but didn't really have time to think about it until the subway ride in from Brooklyn to Grand Central this morning.

April 21st, 2014 | 8:00am

 

Charlie Kaufman imagines a plane crash at the beginning of his semi-autobiographical film Adaptation; he envisions himself nonplussed while the passengers around him scream and fight each other for oxygen masks. I always imagine frantically writing an invariably optimistic goodbye note to my family as my plane descends – reassuring them, falsely or not, depending on the day, that I enjoyed what life I had. Almost anyone who's flown in an aircraft has played a similar "What if we all die?" scenario in their minds, even if just half-consciously while watching the safety demonstration.

Multiple Authors
April 18th, 2014 | 8:00am

 

For this month's poetry feature, we're publishing five new poems from The Common print contributors.

 

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April 16th, 2014 | 8:00am

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Sweet joy, sweet joy, I hum against the kitten cry of my newborn daughter, three days old, who directs her distress at my dry nipple. Home today from the hospital and no milk yet in my breasts. Since the doctors cut her out of me, she has been living on fat reserves and a few drops of the sticky, yellow colostrum I squeeze from my body into her rooting mouth. Baby wolf trying to howl, no sound coming out. Baby polar bear burrowing into white, substance-less snow.

reviewed by Karen Uhlmann
April 14th, 2014 | 8:00am

Bark is Lorrie Moore’s first collection of stories in sixteen years, and it is a work to devour. While most of the eight stories have appeared elsewhere, including three in The Collected Stories of Lorrie Moore (2008), they feel fresh here. We see what Moore has been up to all these years. Moore’s humor and sensibility have evolved now that she and her characters have reached middle age.