Standing in the wreckage of these spaces unlocks a sensation people often crave, but can’t name.
It’s an imagined past, a pastoral imaginary, an alternate timeline in the multiverse.
The author discusses her new book, Stag Dance.
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Standing in the wreckage of these spaces unlocks a sensation people often crave, but can’t name.
It’s an imagined past, a pastoral imaginary, an alternate timeline in the multiverse.
“Bird,” he cried, “I come on behalf of the emperor. Your voice is all anyone speaks of.”
She stops to look into her mother's face. It is smooth and blank as a stone. Nothing emerges; nothing shifts.
The author discusses her new book, Stag Dance.
I’d been enthralled by his writing for some years, but I had to go see for myself how the man’s brain worked.
The author of Aesthetica on stardom and online hate, conflict between feminisms, and the evergreen currency of a woman’s image.
“People tend to notice when you say, ‘I can open your front door in thirty seconds.’”