Sapers Ink

Two: It’s Hot

admin — Wed, 28 Jul 2010 21:24:46 +0000

It’s hot. People are dealing with this with various levels of success. Some spend their day running from air conditioning to air conditioning. Developing a tell tale sneeze.

Others are not so lucky. On Crosby Street, a man empties construction debris into a dumpster. He is not wearing a shirt and his chest is . . . → Read More: Two: It’s Hot

Teachers College: The Elementary Inclusive Program

admin — Fri, 02 Jul 2010 21:39:36 +0000

This is an article on one of the college’s most fundamental programs. It appeared in the Spring, 2010 issue of TC Today.

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In a bright morning in March, Colin Schumacher monitors Angelina Gonzalez’s fifth grade class at P.S. 179 in the South Bronx as it practices for an upcoming English Language Assessment test. . . . → Read More: Teachers College: The Elementary Inclusive Program

One: Lebronx is Up?

admin — Fri, 02 Jul 2010 17:31:07 +0000

Lebron is coming. Someone showed him an apartment in the Time Warner Center. Someone else showed him a townhouse in the Village. Our sportswriters are sure he will, sure he won’t — filled with New Yorkers’ characteristic mixture of self-aggrandizement and self-doubt. In unsolicited tough-love letters, they have whispered what is wrong with coming . . . → Read More: One: Lebronx is Up?

Novel: Ghost Road

admin — Thu, 01 Jul 2010 15:19:29 +0000

Here is a summary of my novel, “Ghost Road.”

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Summer houses are palimpsests. Meaning is layered over their surfaces and quirks by succeeding generations of visitors for whom the arrangement of furniture in a bedroom, a path through the woods or even particular wine glasses can signify an entire childhood. “Ghost Road” follows . . . → Read More: Novel: Ghost Road

Short Story: No More White Boys

admin — Thu, 01 Jul 2010 15:06:52 +0000

This is a short story I wrote about a group of teenage girls. It appeared in Pank Magazine, in April 2009.

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Sempe has a small blue star on her right cheek that everyone thinks is a tattoo. It’s not, it’s what, when she looks in the mirror, makes her think most of her . . . → Read More: Short Story: No More White Boys