Author Archives: David McLendon

From the Unsaid Archives : “On the Mountain” – Brian Kubarycz – (from Unsaid One)

  Before the sun had come around the top of where we could see a fire in the south over the planets, there, already, they had him by the hair.  Had the Dealer in the middle of where had had … Continue reading

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Text – Melinda Davis

The following pages by Melinda Davis originally appeared in The Quarterly, Vol. 14, edited by Gordon Lish.     It was by brick he died, they decided–what else?–a young bridegroom, married only the seven nights of the sheva brachos, not … Continue reading

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Taste Like a Sword – Barry Hannah

  Why are you alive? they ask me. It’s not the first time these two have been in here at that table almost in the street window there as you see. They march in and sit, light up, you bring them … Continue reading

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In Memory of Barry Hannah, by David McLendon

      I Walk with me. Walk with me through this. Through all of this. I want you to know. I want you to know everything. I want you to know everything I know. Listen. Please listen. Please pay … Continue reading

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What Never Came Across – Ottessa Moshfegh (from Unsaid One)

  Why don’t I spare you and cut to where I cash in on my upbringing. My sister, in the attic, lit fires on towels drenched in shampoo. My brother just back-packed the gasoline around the kitchen, then later, smarter, … Continue reading

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Bagatelles and Bell’s Exit : Russell Persson

  Mittersill So as not to muck the sleep of his grandchildren he went to the front porch to use his cigar outside and stood there as such in night, the new quiet still unsure to settle, low dust in … Continue reading

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PAMELA RYDER Paradise Field

Let’s not futz around.  I’m old, a Jew, a man who, but for the fates in charge of the trivialities, might have been Ryder’s father.  Well, for all that, I am Ryder’s father or, anyhow, a father of Ryder and … Continue reading

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Proposition : Padgett Powell

You can’t ramble around the woods in your truck going to fish camps without drinking. You’ll meet up with an appointed manager of a landing that has one or two boats go out a day, or a week, and he’ll … Continue reading

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Thanks to The Millions for their support of Ottessa Moshfegh and Unsaid:   HOMESICK FOR ANOTHER WORLD, by Ottessa Moshfegh: “A long, dull day of jury duty in 2008 was redeemed by a lunchtime discovery of Unsaid magazine and its … Continue reading

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From the Unsaid Archives / Help Yourself! / Ottessa Moshfegh / (From Unsaid Three)

This is me: one out of billions, not destitute, never married, not well traveled, a fan for music, like those long drawling symphonies, church songs, blind men on the piano, all that beautiful misery. My name is Bettina Clark. I … Continue reading

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