In the history of any literary journal, there are a few instances where the editors are forced to reflect on the debt that they owe to certain individuals, and how that debt can never truly be repaid. For Radius, and … Continue reading→
By Victor D. Infante
Sometimes, I am so full of hope that it hurts. It burns inside my chest against all reason, restraining my impulse to build some bunker out in the woods away from humanity. Which is good, because … Continue reading→
By Victor D. Infante
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There is a level where the very phrase “mass shooting” has become stripped of its shock value. A school in Florida or Connecticut, a movie theater in Colorado, a church in South Carolina, a country … Continue reading→
There are a lot of ways to be a writer. You can write poetry or fiction, you can write letters and essays. You can write novels or newspaper articles. You can write songs or perform standup comedy. And even within … Continue reading→
It’s difficult to recall a time when reading the news wasn’t painful. Indeed, if there was ever such a time, it might bear some responsibility for the state of the world today: How much has been dredged up into our … Continue reading→