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.
“Don’t come out until I come back!”
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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 worried I had broken the chatbot by trauma-dumping, and no one, human or machine, had the capacity to console me completely.
If he took a shortcut, if he made the creative process any easier for himself, the magic would be lost.
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The author of How You Get Famous on Brooklyn drag, RuPaul, and genderfuck.
I’ve always believed that a carefully chosen frame makes for the more appropriate film poster.
There’s something special about the anonymous graffiti artist with his own cult following.
The author of You’ve Changed on identity, competition, cloud storage, and shedding colonial histories.
