You’re Just a Sinner I Am Told: Prince & the Sexual Revolution
It was all about desire, including women’s desire, Prince’s music. Women were not degraded. They were exalted, body and mind both.
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Baltimore, Offline
Social media’s role in all this is especially strange in that it makes people feel obligated to speak out, whether they’ve thought hard about their place in the discourse or not.
Who Will Claim Us?
I was thinking of my closet at home, guilt twisting my insides as I considered all the things I’d taken without knowing what it was I really wanted.
Michael Derrick Hudson, Before You Steal My Chinese Name
Know that you are trying to steal from a naming ritual and culture that goes back five thousand years.
The Others
While Lani’s sole purpose in the book seemed to be a genderqueer Jiminy Cricket, pulling the wool back from Claire’s incredibly naïve eyes, they allowed me to look past the…
Anna March’s Reading Mixtape #21: John Irving
And that is how I feel about John Irving novels. That they gave me everything.
This Week in Short Fiction
What’s a witch? Green skin, warts, and broomsticks? A hag bent over a foul, steaming cauldron? A cold-blooded queen in a wardrobe? One thing’s for certain: witches are feared and…
Albums of Our Lives: Ben Folds’s Rockin’ The Suburbs
“Annie Waits” summed me up in ways that I wasn’t consciously aware of at the time and not only because Annie was my childhood nickname.
The X-Files Forever
[I]f there was ever a show that could wrestle with anxiety about aging and mortality in a new way, it’s The X-Files.
It’s Literally Fine
At the Atlantic, Adrienne LaFrance defends teenagers’ ever-maligned contributions to the lexicon, citing a recent student that examines the extent to which teens influence linguistic change: And the thing about…
One Hundred Thousand Miles
No one cares, of course, if you’re still capable at forty-four of being bad, or if you think you’ve got to be bad sometimes just to know you’re alive.
The Girl Who Wanted to Fly
We handled almost everything differently, her way of seeing the world so different from mine. She wanted to fly; I wanted to stay on the ground.