Since 1968
There are rumors that the printed book is an endangered species.
This kind of book, we’re told, is outdated. Archaic. The quaint stuff of collectors and historians. Practically obsolete. To hear technocrats explain the story of the printed volume, we …
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On a day in late November, my wife and I brought a baby home from the hospital to live with us in our apartment at the corner of Main and Perrin Streets in Lafayette, Indiana. That this baby was …
There I am. Of course, I am not really there, but yeah, am I there! I look at myself and I assess myself and I think to myself—well, am I there. I am aware of myself posing, my mouth closed, …
Predawn, everyone’s awake, Kashi’s jumping.
Excluding the homeless thousands who are unawake.
I’m walking cautiously to the ghats in the semi-dark through littered streets, trying to distinguish trash from cardboard and newspaper humps of low-castes sleeping, groaning while …
The biggest explosion I’ve ever seen was a goat’s head when I used to work on a farm.
That doesn’t make sense.
Sorry, I need to relax into this piece and keep it nonfiction.
I once lit a bottle rocket …
Dedicated to Sigolène Vinson
I once did a class about violence and hyper-masculinity at Auburn University. I’d emailed the administration about what would happen if a school shooting happened. They never got back to me. About a month later there …
For four months after Katrina, my family split into uneven halves. My husband lived in Baton Rouge, and I took our son, Andrew, to Houston for his fall semester. He went to Jesuit High School and four hundred of the …
12:30 p.m.: Lunch
In the four years I’ve spent in New Orleans I’d never had a Lucky Dog (this is a tourist staple, like the Dodger Dog in LA or Spumoni Gardens pizza in …
Struggling against an “arctic blast” rare to New Orleans and its un-insulated homes, the mechanical thermostat in my house dithered just below 55 degrees, so I decided to seek refuge in NOR’s well-heated office. There, I fumbled through the very …
One of artist Mike Leavitt’s wedding cake toppers from about five years ago depicts “Brangelina,” or Angelina Jolie, Brad Pitt, and their children as fused and as a notable marriage—even though they were …
