January 1, 2006
A Tech’s Ode to the Genome Computer
Charming, how you hammerhuman glamour and the hymn everything sings to everything intoone. Honey, what your bubble jets dissect into text. What your haters want:face-lift of the wrinkled scrolls pulsing […]
January 1, 2006
Wandering Uterus
Leonardo believed that semen came downfrom the brain through a channel in the spine. And that female lactation held its kick offin the uterus. Not as bad as Hippocrates, who […]
January 1, 2006
Genealogy
Nested inside her like successive Russian dolls— how much I might love, how brown my eyes or this Roman nose that migrates across my face. The smallest stamp of bees across the apron of […]
January 1, 2006
It All Happens in Water
Lubricant Entering Paradise Video, it was pretty much what I had anticipated. Walking down fluorescent aisles, I saw videos arranged into subcategories like Fetish, Anal, Lesbian, Latinas, Cumshots. No Dewey […]
January 1, 2006
Aim
The palaeolithic bowman well knew where to find the heart of his victim, and he has portrayed it transfixed with arrows on the walls of his shelter.—Charles Singer’s account of […]
January 1, 2006
Editor’s Notes
Writing in Code: Literature and the Genome From start to finish, collecting material for an issue on the human genome project has been something of a race to discovery, and […]
January 1, 2006
From Loneliness to Ubiquitousness
Let me introduce myself. My name is DiNA. I do not like boasting, but still I must tell you that I am a very beautiful molecule. Yes, I know that […]
January 1, 2006
Roots
In the garden, fruit dangles from the tree.In Darwin’s Species, man hangs from the tree. Limbs tattooed with linked syntax and signs,the linguist derives crude slang from the tree. Each […]
January 1, 2006
Memories Are Made of This
In the dark auditorium, hundreds of brainscontemplate brains on the screen. Neuronsmap pictures of visual corticesonto our own cortices. How preciseeach of these maps! A neurosurgeoncan trace what you see—an […]
January 1, 2006
Gene Mapping
Imagine recovering a box of letters addressed to your father.At first, the language is lost, written in the code of old lovers:nicknames, allusion, errors in the script. The woman, with […]
January 1, 2006
Voyage
Sometimes I wake up with the sheet soaking wet.—Bruce Springsteen The banditos of the inner region would take not onlyyour money but, with little provocation, your throat—their dogs were said […]
January 1, 2006
Alphabet Song
Like a train made up of 26 boxcars,the alphabet drags such a heavy cargodown the tracks, such strange,compelling combinations that we are left breathless, admiringa world constructed of wordsand sentences […]