When I look at my vast and growing collection of literary works about faraway places it seems as though I have been obsessed with travel writing for a long time. In my imagination I have been to many villages and cities in the world; crawled up to a hut on top of a mountain; heard winds of the desert singing – my quest to know other people and lands never ends.
Alexis Wright | Is Travel Writing Dead?
After the Fact
In 2015, Peter Pomerantsev went to Donbas, Ukraine, to investigate war-zone propaganda
Travels in Pornland
Andrea Stuart explores the divide between mainstream and feminist porn
Sarah Gerard on life in one of America's more unconventional cults
Violence in Blue
Patrick Ball measures the undocumented police killings in the United States
Melissa Febos on the origins of her interest in dominating men
Louise Bourgeois as I Knew Her
‘The portrait is built up of tiny strokes, one added upon another, like dashes of pencil.’ Translated from the French by Cole Swensen.
The Leech Barometer
‘To be consumed by leeches is to be vital, to be animate, though it is also to be reminded you are something else’s prey, and therefore porous and mortal.’