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.
I lay awake in my old apartment, listening to a squirrel claw his way through the popcorn ceiling, and decided, “You know what? It would be great if I was the one who had to pay to fix this problem.”
Train-hopping across America, forgotten poetry, and rediscovering the lost notebooks of the anthropologist and natural science writer Loren Eiseley.
This year, I watched women on television—and black women in my own life—embrace, document and celebrate their natural hair.
We're all dying of slow damage, if nothing else, but she's dying of things we're not.
Contempt for reality television is less a specific response than a herd sentiment. And yet, after so many hours under its spell, I feel like I’ve turned a corner: Gordon Ramsay is a genius.