The rains come in the afternoon when the clouds clot like blood, flowing against one another, thunderheads swelling over the town in the heart of the forest.
Founded in 1977 at Columbia University's School of the Arts
The rains come in the afternoon when the clouds clot like blood, flowing against one another, thunderheads swelling over the town in the heart of the forest.
Not long ago and without notice I crossed the threshold between Miss and Ma’am.
Moshfegh’s Death in Her Hands makes readers feel willfully uncomfortable, unwillfully human, and potentially insane.
Ogadinma Or, Everything Will Be All Right, digs out a range of emotions—rage, expectation, admiration, admonition—which keep the reader turning page after page.
Who gets a life sentence on the dirt planet and who gets life on a pleasure planet? Who knows. The sun goes down and it’s the hour the night shift begins.
Despite the fact that it takes place in 1871, The Illness Lesson feels eerily contemporary.
This novel is at its best in its moments of careful consideration of the anxieties of its main characters.
There was another time and another place, and from that place, Jana’s mother pulls forth stories of swamps and leeches, broken bones, neighborhood dogs turned rabid, cars without air conditioning, snakes in yards.
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