Night Wander
I stood in the hall / maternity-pants elastic worn thin /The night-light in the bathroom glowed/I whispered into the dark, “I am here.”/You kicked me in the bladder / and then ghosted
“C”-Work
I gave my abs for you/ lying marooned on the bed with swollen breasts, refused/You only want the bottle / in the hand of your dad/ I only ever expected a thank-you
First Memory
My love, will you remember/ the first time you saw me wear shoes?/My love, will you remember/the elevator doors opening, too?/My love, will you remember/my face above the stroller/adjusting the pumpkin hat on your head?/My love, will you remember / when you looked up at me and grinned/because you had just pooped? /My love, I will
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ART OF STONE
\"The Brutalist.\"
MOMMA MIA
Audra McDonald triumphs in \"Gypsy\" on Broadway.
INTERNATIONAL AFFAIRS
\"Black Doves,\" on Netflix.
NATURE STUDIES
Kyle Abraham's “Dear Lord, Make Me Beautiful.”
WHAT GOOD IS MORALITY?
Ask not just where it came from but what it does for us
THE SPOTIFY SYNDROME
What is the world's largest music-streaming platform really costing us?
THE LEPER - LEE CHANGDONG
. . . to survive, to hang on, waiting for the new world to dawn, what can you do but become a leper nobody in the world would deign to touch? - From \"Windy Evening,\" by Kim Seong-dong.
YOU WON'T GET FREE OF IT
Alice Munro's partner sexually abused her daughter. The harm ran through the work and the family.
TALK SENSE
How much sway does our language have over our thinking?
TO THE DETECTIVE INVESTIGATING MY MURDER
Dear Detective, I'm not dead, but a lot of people can't stand me. What I mean is that breathing is not an activity they want me to keep doing. What I mean is, they want to knock me off. My days are numbered.
