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5220 Dexter Ann Arbor Rd.
Ann Arbor, MI, 48103
United States

Dzanc Books is nonprofit press specializing in literary fiction and nonfiction. In addition to publishing activities, Dzanc Books also supports the Disquiet International Literary Program.







Categories: Fiction, Hybrid or Cross-genre
Availability: 2 hours per month
1-hour session: $20
2-hour session: $35
4-hour session: $50

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J.A. TYLER's work has appeared in Diagram, New York Tyrant, Fairy Tale Review, Black Warrior Review, and Failbetter among others. His novella The Zoo, a Going is available from Dzanc Books. He resides offline.

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The lions are first. My mom and dad pull me up there, to the fence, the bars I put my hands on. The mama lion is sleeping and the dad is too and he yawns, this big lion, with those sharp teeth. His open mouth is big. He could swallow me. That is what my dad says, he says Jonah, he could swallow you if you aren’t careful. I don’t want to be swallowed. I don’t want to think about this lion swallowing me with his open mouth, those sharp teeth. I cover my ears. Sometimes I do that when my dad talks. I use the palm of my hands and I cover them up and then I can’t hear anything.

There was green grass in our yard when he told me that if I didn’t put up my hands like I was ready, the football would crack my face. He said This goddamn football is going to crack open your face if you don’t get your hands up.

It was when the tree had broken in a windstorm, that night when the house felt like it was lifting, and the next morning my dad said to me that bones could break like trees. Your bones can break like those branches you know. I covered my ears. When he said that, when he said I could crack my face open with a football and my arms or legs would break like tree branches, those were times when I used my palms to cover my ears. Another time when I don’t want to listen.