Uday’s Palace Had its own discotheque with a mirror ball, a flashing dance floor whose…
My dad, Zeus, is away fucking farm animals. Again. He thinks they are princesses. He…
I woke up and didn’t love my husband. Or at least felt like I didn’t…
Sometimes it pays to miss a flight. Watching the plane take off from his seat…
An excerpt from Franco-Somali writer Patrick Erouart-Siad’s memoir “Villa Shamis” about his mother Shamis Siad, translated by Eliza Nichols.
“I wonder if my father would condemn these words if he could read them.”
“When I testified and spoke out publicly in Germany … I felt lightened. The world was finally listening.”
“The thing about the Metropolitan-American Weekend Dad is, he has a relatively brief shelf life.”
“Leaving is believing. Believing that you can come back.”
“These are the kinds of life lessons we learn as children. The nights will just keep going till you die.”
“The German was very, very nice … He paid extra special attention to my life when I wasn’t.”
Solwitz’s lush, taut novel gets under the skin of teenagers who make a suicide pact. Reviewed by Toni Nealie.
A sweeping political history of last century Europe and the United States, from the 1920s up to 1959. Reviewed by Natalia Nebel.
Bruce Dancis’ nuanced historical-cum-autobiographic account of the late-1960s movement at Cornell University against U.S. warfare in Vietnam. Reviewed by Lew Zipin.
“Proportionality and Discrimination,” “Go With the Grain,” “Why Did _______ Join if They Knew What They Were Signing Up For?” and “How to Bomb a School or a Hospital”
“After the Hospital Waiting Room” and “When Asked About My Grandfather’s Death”
