Dossier: Andrés Neuman
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Some books, more than books, are thresholds: lines we cross that leave us somewhere other than where we began. Some books lead us to realize, paraphrasing the gnostic gospel of Thomas, that another ki... -
Translators Nick Caistor and Lorenza Garcia have given shape, together, to Andrés Neuman’s fiction in the English language. For the special feature on Neuman’s work in this issue of Latin American... -
Ruth was making mountains with her foot. She dug her big toe into the warm sand, formed small mounds, tidied them, carefully smoothed them with the ball of her foot, contemplated them for a moment. Th... -
My attention / steps down from its center / like an oil stain. // Contradictory hand: / while it feigns snatching / specific objects, / its fingers count digressions. / Is to touch to have faith? -
I write because as a child I felt that writing was a form of curiosity and ignorance. I write because childhood is an attitude. I write because I don’t know, and I don’t know why I write. I write beca...
