labor

Neon red lettering reflects hard against my face, spelling out “LIQUOR” on the walls. My boyfriend, a computer scientist, is in the bathroom. His co-worker, John, who I’ve just met,…

I could have bought my own copy of James Agee’s Let Us Now Praise Famous Men in the past eight years—whenever I’m in a bookstore I head straight for the…

Christopher Woodall’s November (Dalkey Archive) is a big book. I knew that going in, and, frankly, its length (just a little  over 700 pages) contributed significantly to its allure. Yet…