“Black waves bring animals to the town’s shore. Sticky corpses float on the oil.”

“A series of small collapses is how they come to be radicalized.”

In an excerpt from her new book on fertility, feminism, and queer family-building, Jennifer Berney explores the possibilities of sperm banks.

On injury, compensation, and living with pain.

“Plant-based eating has a long, radical history in Black American culture, preserved by institutions and individuals who have understood the power of food and nutrition in the fight against oppression,” writes Amirah Mercer in “A Homecoming.” The piece, published at Eater, explores Mercer’s path to veganism and the plant-based diets of the Black diaspora. While […]

In her new book, Miranda Ward explores the unique place of almost-motherhood — an uncertain landscape characterized by waiting, wanting, hoping, and not-knowing.

“The world should not, cannot, go back to business as usual without a clearer understanding and consciousness of how we live.”

An essay on growing up in the South, legacy, and a place rooted in white supremacy.

“Daily treks in silence are an effective way to get anyone to reflect on their lives and consider what’s really important.”

Alexandra Tanner spent this weird year following Mormon mommy bloggers on Instagram.

A small sampling of standout essays published this year.

“Tyrian purple was a difficult color to manufacture. Thousands of snails were required to create a single ounce of dye.”

“The first one I saw was on the path outside my house: a single white plastic glove, the fingers curled inward like a sleeping animal.”

“Impending parenthood makes you reconsider the context of your own upbringing, and puts the work your parents did into a new light.”

Blake Butler writes movingly about his late wife, poet Molly Brodak.

A hidden diary, a love story, and a mystery.

Tristan McConnell writes about the forests of Mount Kenya, and the people there with a deep understanding of the land and the trees.

“I called out the names, and they’d tell me who they wanted to vote for. Then, very carefully, I put my finger by each name they’d chosen.”

“She wielded her guitar like a weapon and distorted the sound: a guitar technique that was completely original at the time and would be copied by legions of rock guitarists in the decades after.”

“Far from our barrios, mountains, and islands, we cook, so that we may practice swallowing our undesirable truths, acidic and blood-heavy.”

“I didn’t know at first what I was doing. I was just trying to represent the inside of the feeling.”

James Jung thought he rode the winding narrow roads of the Alps to memorialize his dad. He was wrong.

A ‘90s romance novel offers a glimpse of queer possibility and illuminates the complications of writing about queer love.

Michael A. Gonzales recounts the life lessons of a favorite auntie.

From way back in ’80s Philadelphia, Elizabeth Isadora Gold remembers her first writing teacher, the mail art artist/lyricist Stu Horn.

What happens if the stories we tell ourselves about our lives leave us lonely, wrestling with meaning?

“He tried to explain that the tomb was his final creative act, one that he would make with love, as he had made ceramics daily for the past forty-four years.”

A professor embarks on a six-month binge of celebrity-led online courses.

In and around Los Angeles, natural and man-made disasters have been inextricable for almost two centuries.

When your name is Osama and you’re living in post-9/11 America, you always know The Question is coming.