In this essay, Beth Boyle Machlan writes about possibility, desire, real estate, finding one’s home, and coveting the Brooklyn brownstone. The piece is part of Machlan’s Catapult column, Unreal Estates, which explores issues of housing in America through a very personal lens. To me, back then, that brownstone stood for everything I wanted: solidity and […]
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Since I Became Symptomatic
A month after filing for divorce, single mom Leslie Jamison contracted COVID-19. She wrote this meditation on single parenthood, loneliness, longing, and frustration while sheltering in place — and sweating out the virus — with her 2-year-old daughter.
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A View of the Bay
A family’s losses after Hurricane Sandy didn’t come in the usual order or with the usual speed.
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When to Throw a Goodbye Party
A personal essay in which Joy Notoma grapples with: saying goodbye to friends before a move, the complicated grief of shunning, and the way one parting can be a painful reminder of so many others.
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When to Throw a Goodbye Party
Joy Notoma grapples with saying goodbye to friends before a move, the complicated grief of shunning, and the way one parting can be a painful reminder of so many others.
Posted inEditor's Pick, Essays & Criticism, Featured, Nonfiction
When to Throw a Goodbye Party
Joy Notoma grapples with saying goodbye to friends before a move, the complicated grief of shunning, and the way one parting can be a painful reminder of so many others.
Posted inCulture, Highlight, Nonfiction, Quote Posts, Quotes
“This Is the Glittering Fringe”: On Drag Inclusivity at the Rosemont
‘“The drag here is messy, not vanilla,’ one regular tells me over the din. He sips his drink and settles on a word. ‘Genuine.'”
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At Risk, at Home and Abroad
As Joy Notoma grapples with uterine fibroids, harmful biases in the medical establishment, and a move from Brooklyn to West Africa she wonders where, as a black woman, she can find safety.
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The Last Puerto Rican Social Club in Brooklyn
Social clubs were once the glue that held the Puerto Rican diaspora together. Today, there’s only one left in Brooklyn.
Posted inCulture, Design, Nonfiction, Quote Posts, Quotes
How Brooklyn Lost Itself
On the way from the old Brooklyn to the new branded, post-industrial Brooklyn, the city got lost.