Long ago, they set fire to their homes. At the end of winter, when the snowdrifts began to deflate and the dead trees began to…
Zora Neale Hurston on Racial Identity, Ninety Years Later
Commencement season at Barnard College this year will mark the ninetieth anniversary of Zora Neale Hurston’s graduation with a BA in anthropology. As a graduate…
On a Collection of Covers
I. My excitement for Luna’s new album—following their decade-long break—had admittedly waned when I found out it would be a series of covers. I started…
The Fall 2017 Issue is Here!
We’d like to thank all of the talented contributors for their great work. We would also like to thank the Gatsby Foundation for their generosity. We…
Exeter Book Riddle #47: The Book-Moth
Original Old English: Moððe word fræt. Me þæt þuhte wrætlicu wyrd, þa ic þæt wundor gefrægn, þæt se wyrm forswealg wera gied sumes, þeof in…
Thinking of a Friend at Night
Early in this evil year comes autumn. I walk in the fields at night, the cold wind at my hat, the rain rattles…And you? And…
On Twenty One Pilots
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I can plot the course of my maturation in Twenty One Pilots concerts. Twenty One Pilots: a rock band that sounds like it would live…
Affettuoso (After Caravaggio)
Watcher – this, your face pink-cheeked with abandon. This your hidden, thrumming hand. This, your wine-shadowed longing draped over his shoulders, laid flush against the…
Listening to Stories
Listening to Stories In 2012, John Colapinto wrote an article for the New Yorker entitled, “The Pleasures of Being Read To,” in which he countered…
An aubade (UH4 LHR-IAH)
We must not speak now of etherized spread- eagle evenings fading skin histories from violent to -et to rose-risen blush. We must not rush now…