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.
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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.
It’s an imagined past, a pastoral imaginary, an alternate timeline in the multiverse.
Today I heard five Shakespearean insults walking along the corridor, and if I hear one more, it will be a good day, an even day.
In the offline world, it’s totally possible for something to be great and terrible at the same time.
The author of Death Valley on writerly solitude, the demise of Twitter, and Best Western Grab 'n' Go breakfasts.
The author of Strangers to Ourselves on finding new ways to understand mental illness.
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