Childhood
The artist and poet discusses his childhood as a first-generation Palestinian immigrant, the formation of selfhood in preadolescence, and the psychology of drifting.
The artist and poet discusses his childhood as a first-generation Palestinian immigrant, the formation of selfhood in preadolescence, and the psychology of drifting.
In her latest book, Girlhood, the essayist examines her own coming of age and finding the words to forge a new self.
My Young Life is a memoir of becoming…
In New York, everything sounds back to Vietnam…
The writers on their latest collaboration, Brothers of the Gun: A Memoir of the Syrian War.
The first thing my Godsent said when I came through the door was, “I think I have this damn thing on backwards.”
Reliable uncertainty in Deb Olin Unferth’s Wait Till You See Me Dance
“The perceived aversion to a male-centered illness narrative had to do with antiquated ideas about who should and shouldn’t be vulnerable to a failing body, and what that vulnerability means.”
Two interdisciplinary artists tackle the analogies between artistic, moral, and monetary value.
“She’ll be like an apple tree among all the ash-colored buildings of that granite city.”
The French writer speaks to his translator about his latest autobiographical novel to appear in English. Titled In the Deep, it deals with the link between desire and his early literary output, as well as the effect of his Catholic upbringing and World War II on his imagination.
London-based artist Samantha Sweeting talks about giant dollhouses, her childhood abroad, and the “wild” within all of us.
Claire of the Sea Light and the mysteries the ancestors share.
Filmmakers Omar Mullick and Bassam Tariq discuss their new documentary and the effort to find a place for runaways in the city of Karachi.
Luke Wiget on the commanding sounds and biographical narrative in Li-Young Lee’s re-released The Winged Seed
She was fat, short, freckled and with sort of reddish excessively frizzy hair.
Quiet Hands
My nephew is stimming
this morning,
I never met a kinder man than the homeless alcoholic who introduced me to the father of my kids. He was my teacher through a period of my life which was both an actual and an allegorical journey.