Glitter and Tattoos and Campiness: An Interview with Gabe Montesanti
There was a lot of screaming, and it was very visceral and slippery. If I had to describe my childhood in one scene, it would be that one.
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Join NOW!There was a lot of screaming, and it was very visceral and slippery. If I had to describe my childhood in one scene, it would be that one.
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...moreA weekly roundup of essays we’re reading online!
...moreA weekly roundup of essays we’re reading online!
...moreA weekly roundup of essays we’re reading online!
...moreChelsea Biondolillo shares a reading list in celebration of her debut essay collection, THE SKIN BIRD.
...moreA weekly roundup of essays we’re reading online!
...moreThe U-Haul’s gone now. It made me sad earlier to look up and find its door locked. Maybe because I know how much ends when everything’s loaded.
...moreJoshua Mohr discusses his memoir Sirens, writing for his daughter, and why he values art that trusts its audience.
...moreNone of us has telepathy, and even the most empathetic of us can’t really experience the world as another person experiences it. So we read essays and memoirs.
...moreI am not weak; in fact, no single parent has the cabinet space for weakness, or much cabinet space at all, for that matter.
...moreFirst, in the Saturday Essay, Sandie Friedman uses classic works of Holocaust literature to put her everyday stresses into perspective. Friedman’s early studies of feminism and time abroad in Dresden get her thinking about identity politics, particularly her own Jewish identity. A realization of this “inheritance” leads her to the Holocaust narratives, which “immersed me in a world that […]
...moreThe author of The Way We Weren’t talks about why she decided to write about being a single mother, the effect it’s had on her daughter, and the adjunct crisis.
...moreI know you understand me when I tell you this. I know you understand dead of night. Tell me what lines you’ve read so I know how to imagine you. Tell me who is gone. Tell me if you, like me, always think of going.
...moreMemory forms, piece by piece. Some of them go missing, others interlock, firm. We fill in the missing pieces with what we imagine or just leave the gap, admit the blank. And sometimes, we imagine what might have been, would have been. Rumpus contributor Jill Talbot‘s “Emergent” is featured in the Paris Review Daily this week. […]
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