In the Mist

Notes on cruising. 

Duke Alvarez: American Mummy Outlaw; or, The Undead Years of Phillipe LaFontaine

The manner of my demise is of little interest, besides serving as our jumping off point.

Playing Records For Lovers: An Interview with Pete Crighton

The author of The Vinyl Diaries on coming of age during the AIDS pandemic, midlife crises, and the music his younger partners recommend. 

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In the Mist

Notes on cruising. 

Duke Alvarez: American Mummy Outlaw; or, The Undead Years of Phillipe LaFontaine

The manner of my demise is of little interest, besides serving as our jumping off point.

Playing Records For Lovers: An Interview with Pete Crighton

The author of The Vinyl Diaries on coming of age during the AIDS pandemic, midlife crises, and the music his younger partners recommend. 

Frequency Illusion

Love was not a drink, and my pursuit of it did not fit perfectly into the rubric of addiction, but it had taken me.

Party in Hell

Unlike the many high profile hip-hop figures who have fallen from grace due to their misdeeds in recent years, Playboi Carti's misconduct shows no signs of slowing down his ascent.

'What I Fear Most is Homogeneity': An Interview with Rawi Hage

The author of Beirut Hellfire Society on writing about the Lebanese Civil War, collective memory, and the selfishness of Greek deities.

The Stunt

I can't imagine where I'd be if they knew my version of what happened.

Big Sky

I didn’t realize, when I drove a U-Haul packed with all of my belongings 1500 miles away from home to a new apartment and a new city on the East coast, that I was leaving the sky behind.

The Lucky Ones

I thought I could escape my jail kid past in an idyllic southern city. But trouble found me, and not everyone I knew got out alive.

'There Are Incredible Reservoirs of Anger Sloshing Around Our Country': An Interview with Gary Shteyngart

The author of Lake Success on Republicanism, capitalism in the age of Trump and the strange ways we differentiate serious fiction and humour.

Desire Vessel

Matsuda Eiko's career illustrates the erasure that occurs when women's creative work is falsely reduced to autobiography.