Raymond Carver vs. the Mortality of Man – A Year of Interviews With Jeffrey Auburn, #3

  APRIL It’s more accurate to say I fell towards Jeffrey—not walking so much as tumbling, passed like a gallstone through the body of the festival crowd. My sense of direction clings to a half-sighting of The Man Himself somewhere

_____ On The Planet X – A Year of Interviews With Jeffrey Auburn, #2

  MAR You take a term like “geomorphologic unconformity,” you drop it into the real world, say, the intersection of the Appalachians and the coastal plain, and then you wind the Ocmulgee River through it; now give it the heartbeat

Your Homosexual Lover Is In Another Castle – A Year of Interviews With Jeffrey Auburn, #1

BY ERIC LOCKABY     FEB In the icy heliopause between Jeffrey Auburn’s kitchen window and the antique Arvin buzzing at our feet, I can’t help but wonder if maybe he’s just full of shit. “We’re not artists,” he says,