BuzzFeed has a touching, intimate excerpt of Insomniac City: New York, Oliver and Me, Bill Hayes’s memoir of his relationship with late neuroscientist and author Oliver Sacks. 10-13-16 I, soaking in the bath, O on the toilet, talking, talking about what he’s been thinking and writing — short personal pieces, for a memoir perhaps. He […]
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Deporting Billions of Tax Dollars, Farm Work, Good People, and Affordable Food Right Out of America
TheHudson Valley offers a glimpse of the ways deportations will effect America’s farm economy and food system.
Posted inBusiness & Tech, Nonfiction, Quotes
Pivoting Away from Lung Cancer
Big Tobacco takes a page from the Silicon Valley playbook: Welcome to the world of alternative nicotine platforms.
Posted inEssays & Criticism, Story
A Remarkable Child
My friend Sam went back to Brooklyn and his gang of peculiar white buddies watching their endless Stanley Kubrick film festival. I shall not see him again.
Posted inFood, Nonfiction, Quotes
Yes, We Do Have Bananas Today (For the Bargain Price of $17)
For Roads & Kingdoms, Bianca Bosker explores the world of high-end Japanese fruit: $500 strawberries and $27,000 melons.
Posted inBusiness & Tech, Design, Quotes
Immature Architects Built the Attention Economy
The creators of addictive smartphone technology admit they were too immature to consider the downsides of persuasive design.
Posted inEditor's Pick, Fiction
Etta or Bessie or Dora or Rose
From Elisa Albert’s acclaimed 2006 collection, the infamous short story that turned Philip Roth’s playbook inside out.
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Etta or Bessie or Dora or Rose
From Elisa Albert’s acclaimed 2006 collection, the infamous short story that turned Philip Roth’s playbook inside out.
Posted inEditor's Pick, Essays & Criticism, Uncategorized
Death Rattle: The Body’s Betrayals
Since my father’s death, I dream about descents and falls. How, without warning, gravity has you in its grip.
Posted inEssays & Criticism, Story, Uncategorized
Death Rattle: The Body’s Betrayals
Since my father’s death, I dream about descents and falls. How, without warning, gravity has you in its grip.
