Yale Daily News

Yesterday night, the night before Martin Luther King Day, I made a list of my black friends. Alex Carter wasn’t on it because we had […]

May 20, 2006

Rose Milch had the most popular table at the lawn sale that day, but she cheated with a plate of homemade banana bread and word […]

May 20, 2006

When you don’t have a cat–no, when all you have to play with is a hammer, you name it. The first thing my brother Luis […]

May 20, 2006

When I was not yet thirty, I split with my first wife. We were both glad it happened, but we had just moved to Louisville […]

April 18, 2006

When Logo Slogan wakes up in the morning, he thinks the same first thought each time, which is not, contrary to popular belief, that he […]

February 8, 2006

“Please don’t sit on the cannons,” said the hunchback. “There’s a sign.” Then his face turned the color of the geraniums outside the library doors. […]

November 14, 2005

If Peggy and Becca turn up, a dozen kabobs are bound to rematerialize as pulpy orange puke. Ever since I roared out of town in […]

October 6, 2005

Alice went to college not far from where she grew up. The summer before she started her third year, her father announced that he had […]

April 14, 2005

They worked together at the college newspaper. She had thought he was kind of freaky at first, he was so short and spindly and bearded, […]

March 4, 2005

“I’m sorry.” -Letter 50 There are two things I will not do. I will not pry, and I will not tell a secret. It’s hard […]

January 24, 2005

Let’s talk about my days as a ballerina. Dennis Schubert, five-foot-two, lost and pimpled, stuck in a pair of battered flat shoes that my mother […]

November 17, 2004