Women We Read This Week
Amber Brooks’s “I Believe Love Is Largely An Act of Imagination” in The Establishment In her lyric essay, Amber Brooks sets the stakes: she’s…
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Not an Ike and Tina Thing
He broke the news in the morning, on Labor Day weekend, daylight thinning the walls of our tent at 9am.
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Accidents
I break the surface and sink again. I kick upwards, furiously, but I do not move. I do not move. My mind is blank and calm.
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“Lenin Was Half-Jewish and So Can You”
My grandfather, Israel, always claimed it was my doing. I was nineteen and I was getting restless.
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Our Own Ocean
During the longer days of our cross-country road trip I slept in the car in the early afternoon, dozing in the passenger seat as Cam’s Toyota…
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Lives and Past Lives
I’ve always loved walking at night. I’ll go anywhere: through the neighborhoods of small towns, through a dozen identical suburbs, through seedy…
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The Morning After
Paper gown and stirrups, white walls and a tray of gleaming tools: he held the syringe over me and said, “It’s a special kind of anesthetic…
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My Husband Travels
It was eight minutes before the taxi arrived to take my husband to the airport. We were in the bathroom, throwing toiletries into a tartan sponge bag.
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The Size of Regret
Crammed in a small phone booth, I gripped the receiver in my hand like I was afraid to let go. The sounds of the chaos outside…
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The Wind’s Keeper
We smelled the island before we could see it. The pungent acid scent hit us like a wave.
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There Are No Goodbyes in the Army
The day’s heat had worn off by the time my husband was heading back to the barracks, and my bare legs were covered in goose bumps.
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Could Have Stayed On The Highway
Interstate 5 stretched out before us like a flat black stain on a dingy beige carpet. Desert, industrial orchards, slaughterhouses, gas stations…
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