Know that lately,I am giving myselfto sleep as I oncegave myself in love,my body flung eagerlyinto bed; limbs limp and heavywith pleasure; the bedclotheson waking arranged exactlyas I entered them.I am in love nowwith rest, with releasefrom the tireless ego—
Volume 35, Number 4
Cover art by Margaret Withers
Fifth Down: Reading Don DeLillo’s End Zone | Jeff Staiger
It was a thin paperback novel, creased, softened by wear, part of the Penguin series of Contemporary American Fiction, dirty white with big letters hard-shadowed in red: DON DELILLO and below, bigger yet, END ZONE. This was on a gray Saturday morning in Pittsburgh, where I had landed not long before at the end of the 1990s. [Read more]
