by Jordan Sapir I arrive, and the line is not only around the corner, but two city blocks long. Wait, I thought, they said the doors open at 9:00! It’s 8:15. There is no way this line is that long. … Continue reading The Fall. The Wall.
By Jordan Sapir “Catch from the elbow, push from the hand, look through the window, breath in from the nose, out through the mouth – no, wait, that’s running – in from the mouth, out through the nose,” I say … Continue reading The Black Sea