by The Editors
January 27, 2025
We are a quarter of the way through the new century, and the state of high culture is not what it should be. Individuals are no less brilliant, but there is a clear institutional lack. It’s as if the great publishers, film producers, and record labels can no longer provide us the artistic nourishment that…
by Baylina Pu
September 27, 2026
In the cave beneath the waterfall, / he takes off his shirt and runs / straight into the jets of hard mineral / water funneling down the rock, / all dark except for his shining back / twisted with muscle. He throws water at me / and I scream, droplets spattering / my plastic poncho. This is the same boy / who, across…
by Mo Diggs
September 25, 2026
Nostalgia for the indie rock of the 2000s has not abated. There are more indie sleaze retro dance parties in New York City than there are Duane Reade pharmacies. There does not seem to be as much fondness for the alternative comedy boom of that decade. Comedy doesn’t hold up to hagiography as well. It’s…
September 23, 2026
The difficulty with writing a book as beloved as Pachinko is that following it is almost impossible. With her new novel, American Hagwon (2026), Min Jin Lee has done her best. The underlying strength of this third installment in a planned quartet about the Korean diaspora is Lee’s ambition. While the novel’s core theme is…
by Tyson Duffy
September 19, 2026
“It should not be so goddamn hard,” my old man shrieked, “to communicate — !” Fall of 1993. I was 14 years old and the two of us were no longer simpatico. My father had blown his top, overnight gone from a complacent, kindly, eminently decent and beloved schoolteacher to an animal boiling with rage….
by Racheal Fest
September 18, 2026
The title of Hulu’s dark melodrama, Tell Me Lies, is an imperative. To read it is to put yourself in the willfully self-deluded position its ensemble of preternaturally beautiful late-aughts undergraduates occupy; like Lucy, Bree, and Pippa, like their male counterparts, Stephen, Evan, and Wrigley, we invite, nay, we demand, our share of falsehoods, comforting,…
September 16, 2026
In the early 1980s, an adolescent Eduardo Halfon, then living in Florida with his parents after fleeing the violence of the Guatemalan Civil War, returned to his home country to attend a camp for Jewish children. For the first few days, the experience was typical enough — expeditions into the forest, lessons in survival techniques,…
September 13, 2026
I caught him in his bathroom dumping live fish / on account of he was moving house. If he loved me / he’d set the fish down right this instant! / He didn’t love me but he liked me well enough / to stop, to drive across town, over speed bumps, / to his new place, me with that…
September 11, 2026
Something awful happens when you start to achieve a degree of success as a writer. All of a sudden, people sidle up to you at parties, stick up their hands at your readings, and ask questions about things other than your book. At first, all they really want to know about is your “writing process”:…
September 9, 2026
In the first 10 pages of Jordy Rosenberg’s second novel, Night Night Fawn, the walls are already closing in on the novel’s narrator, Barbara Rosenberg. She is trapped in her cramped 14th-floor apartment on East 69th Street and Second Avenue — “an address in which, as everybody knows, there is no honor” — the same…