34THPARALLEL INDIE LITMAG PRINT & DIGITAL

They were literary personae,

important men of letters.

BALABANIS TAILOR BY ALEXANDER J MOTYL  34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 13

The names on the plaques—

embossed, in bronze, and glossy,

and placed prominently to the left

and to the right of the entrance,

and declaring proudly to the world or,

in any case, to anyone who can

afford Hotel Chelsea room rates

that they were literary personae,

important men of letters,

who cut texts

and tailored prose

and poetry

and songs

and therefore deserve our accolades

and undying admiration—

pale in comparison to the

large red sign with white letters,

placed prominently just to the right,

positioned almost as a challenge to this dump

and its famous denizens

and inmates

and declaring no less proudly that

BALABANIS TAILOR used to be here,

cutting cloth

and measuring lengths,

while limping on a gimpy leg

and speaking broken English

and telling his thin-haired wife in mumbled Greek

to get the jacket from the rack

and making the world a much safer place

for spare tires, bad postures,

and the belly laughs behind words.

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Tension and difficulty make for an arduous yet fruitful path.  Beauty can, of course, exist on its own without reaching for it through a layer of difficulty, but when tested or challenged to remain a part of a struggle or true to ourselves when it might be easier not to, what we find through that journey is in itself beautiful. And we become a part of that beauty. It is more than beauty seen, it is beauty lived.

TOUGH STUFF: TRACI KATO-KIRIYAMA INTERVIEWED BY ANDREW MAUZEY ISSUE 13

Two suitcases, a seven year old boy, and a theory of my own sensibility.

SONTAG BY MARINA REID WEISS 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 13

There I am: Duchamp’s mustachioed Mona Lisa, The Importance of Being Earnest, $70 in wrinkled bills, two suitcases, a seven year old boy, and a theory of my own sensibility.

I will now make bouillon out of soup.

For my next act, I divide you into those with moral goodness and those with dangerous topics. I will not marry anyone.

I wonder where does an erotics of art wander, where can I swat its firm buttocks with my willow switch until it dispels masochism and capitulation for le mot juste?

If I had not existed, I would have had to invent me along with a fear of trivial pleasure.

The theorist is always in arrears to herself, because she has the greatest library in private hands in the world, an immensely complex enterprise of self-description.


34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 13

GARDENING BY WILLIAM GRIGG, WARRIOR SISTER BY MEG TUITE, HOW TO FAIL A TWELVE-STEP PROGRAM BY JESS COROZZA, TSUNAMI BY JEREMY GLAZER, THE DAY THE SERVER LOST HIS SOUL BY JOSEPH LAMPE, FAIR BY JAMES ARMSTRONG, A MURMUR LOUDER THAN A CRY BY  EUGENIA MAVROMMATI, THE LONG CUT BANK BY LOUISE PHILLIPS, PHILTRE BY JOHN JANDA, SAND CASTLES BY ED GUTIERREZ, BALABANIS TAILOR BY ALEXANDER J MOTYL, SONTAG BY MARINA REID WEISS, DEAR VIRGINIA BY EJ LOERA, TOUGH STUFF: TRACI KATO-KIRIYAMA INTERVIEWED BY ANDREW MAUZEY.