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.
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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.”
She stops to look into her mother's face. It is smooth and blank as a stone. Nothing emerges; nothing shifts.
The author of Sleeveless on 2010s New York, jealousy, and being out of touch.
To visit Drancy is to confront dark and unsettled questions of who is remembered, who is heard, who can speak, and why.
The author of Here Until August on the cruelty of language, fiction as a form of introspection, and writing as an act against ventriloquism.
Talking to the author and artist of Leaving Richard's Valley and Stunt about addressing working conditions in comics, benevolent cults, and the pleasure of soliloquies.
The author of Older Sister. Not Necessarily Related. on which adoption narratives get to be good, surveillance, and memoir as reclamation.
I am now one of a small number of people to have actually seen The Four in the flesh. Well, not quite the flesh.