My folks like to tell the story about when we went to Disney and searched all over for Minnie Mouse. When we finally found her in the late afternoon, my father tried to take the picture but I kept craning my neck to see behind Minnie. Later, when asked why I wouldn’t pose for the picture after all that time we’d spent looking for her, I said, “So hey, Dad, guess what?” He said, “Okay, what?” I said, “That was the real Minnie Mouse.” “Oh?” he said. “Yeah,” I said. “No zippers!”
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John Madera is the author of Nervosities (Anti-Oedipus Press, 2024) and Nomad Science (Spuyten Duyvil Press, forthcoming in 2026). His fiction is also published in Conjunctions, Salt Hill, Hobart, The &Now Awards 2: The Best Innovative Writing, and many other journals. His poetry is also published in elimae, Sixth Finch, Contrapuntos, and elsewhere. His criticism is published in American Book Review, Bookforum, The Review of Contemporary Fiction, Rain Taxi: Review of Books, The Believer, The Brooklyn Rail, and many other venues. Recipient of an M.F.A. in Literary Arts from Brown University, two-time New York State Council on the Arts awardee John Madera lives in New York City, where he runs Rhizomatic and manages and edits Big Other.
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