NVN Monday: TO GATSBY
by Devon Balwit
USA Today Instagram graphic, November 3, 2025
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A hundred years since Fitzgerald gave us The Great Gatsby, a man we first meet reaching into the dark. At first, he seems sad, then sinister, then sad again. Some people have it so easy, old sport, he marvels in his practiced accent. We know. We can see their ballrooms scintillating, distant and unreachable. We gather at their property line and try to make sense of their hilarity. The vast eyes of advertisements—crypto, AI, online gambling— stand in for God’s: No matter how hard we work the lever, the payout goes to the next guy, to someone someone’s only heard about. You need cash to sleep with another man’s wife. Spoiler: The book ends with a bang—a car crash, Gatsby’s murder, a suicide. Sycophants queued up for his parties. None came to his funeral.
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When not making art, Devon Balwit walks in all weather and edits for Asimov Press, Asterisk Magazine, and Works in Progress.


I always make a point of reading Devon's poems - always so smart and illuminating, always so beautifully written.