After the fire I heard your voice,
low and Midwestern: the syllable
bursts of erratic heat, hoarse
cadence musical, familiar.

I am a zoologist. Probably Jean Louis Rodolphe Agassiz, teleported from my comfortable office seat in a low grade office to the middle of a desert – I am a creature that is tired of seeing itself. Its eye opens only unto within. I am an intruder into its acts of self lust.

With this issue we are proud to launch Expanded Field, a biannual, online and open-access English-language journal for creative writing and image/text experimentation. Why Expanded Field? Following from art critic Rosalind Krauss’ 1979 article “Sculpture in the Expanded Field,” we want to draw attention to the tenuous manner in which various creative practices are set in relation or opposition to one another