Tango on the Brain

by KEVIN CARREL FOOTER A new study published in a prestigious medical journal demonstrates that the effects of Tango on the Brain can be long term, pernicious, hard-to-revert and, if left untreated, ultimately fatal. In the prologue, the authors of the study explain...

Going to Ground

BY KEVIN CARREL FOOTER I have always considered it an extremely useful skill to be able to go to ground, to hunker down, to wait out the apocalypse in whatever form it may come: a loved-one dies, a romance withers or the world turns its fickle gaze toward me in...
Into the Shadowlands

Into the Shadowlands

I love soft patience, eternal wanderings, desperate seekings. I love the beauty that is present in the inward arching flesh of a woman’s upper-inner thigh or the hubris of an 18-wheeler in its proud regalia of lights. I love frank handshakes, mischievous glints...

Death in a Foreign Land

BY KEVIN CARREL FOOTER CAIRNS Where the cobbled street loses itself in the sand down by the river, I make a cairn from stones that once lead somewhere we thought we wanted to go. To warn off would-be travelers, I have been prying stones from the road and leaving the...

Eleonora’s Dog

I met Eleonora at the time of my life when I spent far too many hours in La Confiteria Ideal dancing tango. Back home, they say “Show me a good pool player and I’ll show you a man with a misspent youth” (Mark Twain). I suppose the same can be said of...

Stones Do Not Lie to Bones

After decades of wandering, after life itself had turned me down, I retraced my steps back to the octagon altar. Vines had overgrown the stones that I had once known and a coldness hung in that space beneath the trees. In my mind, I shambled and dragged by broken body...