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.
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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.
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.”
The author of Natural Killer on surviving cancer, parenthood, and the "sick girl novel" genre.
The author of Bewilderness on opioid addiction, childhood friendships, and the mysteries of the North Carolina mountains.
Olivia Robinson was and is much worse than I am. She’s also, in the sense that matters to her and to our world, much greater.
The author of How the Word is Passed on writing through the lens of fatherhood, reckoning with the past and confronting difficult histories, and the beauty that can rise from pain.
The author of Damn Shame on finding the universal, empathy and the X-Files.