The Mania of Queer Desire: In Praise of Fever Ray’s Plunge
I remember driving a bird mad once.
...moreI remember driving a bird mad once.
...moreI want a PhD in how to want, effortlessly, to be alive.
...more“If you’ve ever seen a video by somebody running and filming at the same time, that’s what the world looked like: shaky, fast, in and out of focus.”
...moreGabe Habash’s Stephen Florida is a three-hundred page manic unraveling of the titular Stephen’s psyche, told over the course of one season of collegiate wrestling. In the opening pages, Stephen states his intentions in no ambiguous terms: he is going to win the NCAA Division Four wrestling championship. The novel is the fast-paced story of […]
...moreI held an image in my mind of my daughter and me in a small rowboat and I’m rowing, rowing, rowing as hard as I can, away from this sinking ship.
...moreMaybe I can touch it and show it to you. If I convince you, we can call it real. And then perhaps it will be.
...moreWe will never be an exclamation point, an ellipses, a question mark. We must all leave with this: a period—solid, and utterly irrefutable.
...moreThe more narratives that approach reality “differently” get treated as “insane” or “unreal,” the less readers are exposed to them, and the more “unreal” or “insane” they seem. It’s like a feedback loop.
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