When Wanda bought the house, she didn’t imagine that anyone in the community would recognize that she and Lynn were queer.
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When Wanda bought the house, she didn’t imagine that anyone in the community would recognize that she and Lynn were queer.
The baby had come from a place none of us could remember. Our grandmother was headed there.
The author of Mother of God discusses the limitations of realism, Frank Bidart, and the anguished duality of shame.
Standing in the wreckage of these spaces unlocks a sensation people often crave, but can’t name.
Listening to Bowie gave you the strength to be strange.
Bowie was a suave enigma who never quite cared about connecting—it hardly seems appropriate to mourn him as a flesh and blood human being. Yet the music he leaves behind has a life of its own.
A great heaving portion of pleasure comes from the mystery of sex. No wonder humans most often use metaphors to talk about fucking.
The director of Arabian Nights on Godard as the master of clash, "artisanal blockbusters," and why cinema is like electricity.
Marginalized, ignored, oppressed—many here are broken. The rest are trying desperately not to break.
The actor and writer joins us on the telephone from his Great Aunt Doris's home in Murray Hill.