The Faculty Club once had white linen but now has napkins in the school colors. Their gumbo remains good and fueled by it, I went over to the library for a designated afternoon of reading little magazines so I could decide where to send my rejected stories.
My stories are in poetic prose and my influences are not American. This means most little magazines published in the United States, in English, are not the right kind of venue for my stories. The only people who write somewhat encouraging rejections are editors of little magazines which also publish a lot of translations, international and experimental work.
My stories are about being American, but they look like immigrants.
I was hoping to choose magazines which would not be unrealistically competitive but this afternoon the only ones I read which publish any work at all like mine were the Black Warrior Review and worse, Granta.
I am thus in the paradoxical position of feeling that the only realistic places to send my things are wildly unrealistic.
Axé.
coldhearted scientist وداد 
“My stories are about being American, but they look like immigrants.”. Alas, I don’t run a magazine, but these are the stories I would like to read.
Yes, but you are not from the English department, which is strangely alien.