F lash forward to the present day, as the art of cinema is being systematically devalued, sidelined, demeaned, and reduced to its lowest common denominator, “content.” As recently as fifteen years ago ...

Inside the world of Louise BourgeoisW riting when I am in pain feels painful and is the opposite of what I want and am able to do. When I am in pain I find it impossible to take hold of the pen. My ...

From Vaim, which will be published in October by Transit Books. Translated from the Norwegian by Damion Searls. S o, I said, well here we are, I said, and I ran my fingers through my beard, my graying ...

It is an interesting and somewhat macabre parlor game to play at a large gathering of one’s acquaintances: to speculate who in a showdown would go Nazi. By now, I think I know. I have gone through the ...

We often forget that the boundary between the United States and Mexico was not always where it is today. It used to be seven hundred miles farther north, following what ...

From Campfires of the Dead and the Living, a short story collection, which will be published next month by 11:11 Press. “Is this your good shirt with the frayed collar ...

Unloaded Magazines From a list of 891 periodicals removed in July from the U.S. Army & Air Force Exchange Service’s on-base stores. Magazine sales at military exchanges declined by 18.3 percent ...

Tort Fishing in America From the November 2014 Supreme Court oral argument in Yates v. United States. In 2007, a Florida Fish and Wildlife officer found seventy-two undersize red grouper on John L.

This Is Not My Beautiful House From a February 4 complaint by the U.S. Department of Justice against the credit-rating agency Standard & Poor’s, charging that S&P fraudulently inflated ratings on ...

What happens when we talk to animals?W hen the crow whisperer appeared at the side gate to Adam Florin and Dani Fisher’s house, in Oakland, California, she was dressed head to toe in black, wearing a ...

T hree springs ago, I lost the better part of my mind. I remember it starting with my feet. I woke up one February morning in the South Bronx apartment I’d just moved into with my husband, and my feet ...

O ne night in early 1941, when Harry Crews was five years old, his father nearly killed his mother with a twelve-gauge shotgun. Looking back almost four decades later, Crews didn’t find that fact ...