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Current issue, no. 38
The curiously self-punishing rites of fitness culture
The fake science that keeps threatening to kill us
How a Mexican folk idol got conscripted into the drug wars
Latest
There's some kind of conspiracy happening here, but do you know what it is, Mr. Jones?
Anyone with eyes could see it coming: Trump has merged himself with the state.
Fiction
Fabrications. Rag sheet revisionist history. All of it. We did our best by Our Girl.
My father called to tell me that my sister was going off the rails at college.
Vegetable fuchsia but faded, gilt
gone bad from its season in Hell. Plucked up
with dirt on its cheek, petrified
as a rose shut. . .
when his fork clinks against the breakfast plate,
my day is lit by a covetous rage, a fist swollen with
Word Factory
The Battle of Algiers tells us something this world’s Glenn Greenwalds don’t want to hear: torture works.
On its fortieth anniversary: Joy Williams's “The Changeling” cracked the carapace of literary realism.
Latest
There's some kind of conspiracy happening here, but do you know what it is, Mr. Jones?
Anyone with eyes could see it coming: Trump has merged himself with the state.
Fiction
Fabrications. Rag sheet revisionist history. All of it. We did our best by Our Girl.
My father called to tell me that my sister was going off the rails at college.
Vegetable fuchsia but faded, gilt
gone bad from its season in Hell. Plucked up
with dirt on its cheek, petrified
as a rose shut. . .
when his fork clinks against the breakfast plate,
my day is lit by a covetous rage, a fist swollen with
Word Factory
The Battle of Algiers tells us something this world’s Glenn Greenwalds don’t want to hear: torture works.
On its fortieth anniversary: Joy Williams's “The Changeling” cracked the carapace of literary realism.
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