Very Polite | Fiction

Percival Everett

I drove onto the road from the Goodwill parking lot without a mishap. I wondered whether that was the same as driving out with a hap. I could see that my route was exceedingly simple, one road, Interstate 95 all the way to Washington. I was not driving south because I had been instructed to drive south, though I had been, but because I, contrary to my nature, was concerned...

War Kink | Fiction

Bobuq Sayed

The war in Afghanistan was ruining my sex life.  All month, I’d been trying to avoid that annoying question from Martin. “But, wait, where is your family from?” he asked over the shower steam the second time we had sex.  I laughed and tweaked the ends of his sensitive little nipples with suds.  A week later, he tried again. “Sorry, I didn’t catch it the first time, I know you...

Arrangements | Fiction

Vivian Hu

When I felt particularly bad about the night before, I chugged a glass of saltwater, to flush out the toxins. If I timed it right, I could dial in to our Monday call and say hello before situating myself over the toilet, my insides liquefying into painful sludge as my coworkers said their good mornings and asked about the weather in Seattle or Houston or Tampa or wherever it was...

Just Beans | What Was Ethical Consumption Under Capitalism?

Malcolm Harris

In May of 1985, following the Sandinista National Liberation Front’s final defeat of the Somoza regime, the Reagan administration imposed an embargo on Nicaragua. The White House paired this open economic aggression with more covert forms, channeling money and weapons to counterrevolutionary forces — Contra groups who counted industrial terrorism among their tactics, burning literal tons of product in raids on government-allied coffee cooperatives. This multifront attack made the Nicaraguan...

“Feels Like Life” | An Interview with Barbara Kruger

The Drift

When news broke in June that the Supreme Court had struck down Roe v. Wade, we were not the only ones who thought back to Barbara Kruger’s iconic silkscreen “Untitled (Your Body Is a Battleground).” Originally created in 1989, the piece, for better or worse, remains timely — like much of Kruger’s other work. Her immediately recognizable and frequently imitated style has resulted in some of the most indelible images...

America’s Son | Who’s Afraid of Hunter Biden?

Tarpley Hitt

It is easy to discount most new entries in the canon of conservative cinema, on account of the fact that they tend to be bad. By conservative cinema I mean overtly partisan agitprop, not the Clint Eastwood kind, and by bad I mean their dialogue is sermonic, their symbolism is obvious, their edits waffle between awkward and uncanny, and their casts represent a collection of Hollywood afterthoughts who ascribe their...

Controlled | Annie Ernaux and the Millennial Sex Novel

Noor Qasim

Let me tell you a story.  I was living in New York and going on dates with people I met on the internet. I was looking for love and was mostly getting sex, for which I was grateful, even if I was a little lonely. I went on a date. It was a third date, and on our second we’d slept together. It was good, the sort of gasping, grasping...

Not-So-Magic Kingdom | Disney Takes on the Affordable Housing Crisis

Gaby Del Valle

Celebration was supposed to be the perfect town. Entirely planned by the Walt Disney Company in the early ’90s, the Central Florida development — located less than a dozen miles from Magic Kingdom — was billed as a 1950s-style suburb for the twenty-first century. Celebration would be “a place that takes you back to that time of innocence,” one early ad for the community promised, “a new American town of...

The Air We Move Through | Rhetoric, Bureaucracy, and the Immigration Debate

Elisa Gonzalez

In September 2020, Dawn Wooten, a nurse at a privately operated immigration detention center in Irwin County, Georgia, filed a whistleblower complaint that alleged “jarring medical neglect” at the facility. The brief was 27 pages long, but it was only the contents of a page-and-a-half (section 4, subsection D) that caught the public’s imagination: hysterectomies conducted without the consent or knowledge of migrant women. Wooten’s account of a “uterus collector”...

Groom XII | Poetry

Isabel Duarte-Gray

if I go to heaven I want to ask is there such thing as a tasteful lawn ornament: how does one improve a grass rhombus to such hue as to declare oneself bound by contract to poison all surrounding flora until scott pruitt’s o-face leaks scott peterson’s crocodile tears a second question I’m saving is, when is pain real? does it require two persons: one to throe and one to...

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