So cliquish is the New York media cartel that novels by its members are often assumed to have an intimate cast of characters. ‘Who’s in it?’ the brusque and formidable Philip Rahv would ask when a fiction manuscript landed on his desk at the Partisan Review. (Rahv himself was left smarting whe…
‘When I think of menopause I don’t think of hot flashes; I am not here to talk about hot flashes.’ Mary Ruefle on menopause.
Urvashi Butalia on the life of transgender Mona Ahmed and her search for a feminine identity.
The Weak Spot
‘Murder class was the new thing, but of course they didn’t call it that. They called it Specialised Life Skills for Girls.’ – Sophie Mackintosh
woman is a construct
‘woman is basically meant / to be a residential complex’ – A poem by Angélica Freitas, translated from the Portuguese by Hilary Kaplan.
Rachel Cusk on motherhood, marriage and separation.
Notes from New York
‘Now and then it can appear that an entire magazine is opening up the silks, searching for a soft place to land.’
Breasts: A History
‘My breasts are shrinking. As my fat redistributes it settles in my belly and leaves my chest.’
I Bite My Friends
‘The Easter Parade is winding down, when I spot Him. Her. Them. The Apparition.’