Posts by: Michael Jauchen

Nights I Dreamed of Hubert Humphrey

Nights I Dreamed of Hubert Humphrey by Daniel Mueller


Mueller’s America is a country we know well, a place tirelessly working to cultivate normalcy through repetition and stoic homogeneity. It’s also a country that’s particularly ill equipped and unwilling to talk openly about its own failings and histories of violence, though they certainly exist. Nights I Dreamed of Hubert Humphrey fixes an unwavering eye on these dark, unspoken spaces thrumming beneath the flattened landscape. ...more

Michael Jauchen: The Last Book I Loved, Miss Lonelyhearts


I read a lot in the bathtub.

This isn’t because I’m particularly drawn to cleanliness, but because I’m drawn to the readerly space that a hot tub of water can create. The stillness of a full bathtub—that sporadic spigot drip, the lazy drawdown of heat, the tiles’ passionless whiteness—spins a hive of deep focus for me.