In the National Geographic picture
the fat bikini women
stand smiling on the small
beach of the Ob River,
which is not in the picture and
which they can’t swim in anyway,
because, the caption says, this is the most
polluted river in Asia.
Besieged by potato soup,
coal refineries, snow,
they blink into startling sunlight,
display their proud pale flesh
to the opening air
while the background buzzes
with sudden greenery, tundra flies.
Anorexia is not prevalent here.
Their hair is crinkly,
strong, not too clean.
They smile, smile
to the camera,
knowing these long …Read article
IS SUMMER ALL THAT IT’S CRACKED UP TO BE? We at the Review are looking forward to this most hotly anticipated season, and we’re excited about the collection of stories, poems, and essays in our sixth issue. What we’ve found most intriguing about this batch of writing, however, is the way that summer — with all its lazy promise — is a source of crackling tension for so many of our writers. They say the heat brings out our most violent and animal-like tendencies; in this issue, you’ll see some of that aggression, hostility, and competition on display.
In the …Read article