Honeymoon
For our honeymoon we went to Tuscany. This got a big sigh from me. I love my job, this city, my life.
J. Jezewska Stevens
Fiction
The Party
The party was a failure. I can’t even tell you what a failure it was. There are no words. Only a great pain in my chest when I wake up. On the veranda. It’s better when I sit in the chair.
Daily
“Security in the Void”: Rereading Ernst Jünger
“Surely there's nothing so dangerous as an aphorism concrete enough to catch its own reflection.”
Corona Porn
Reminder that when Shakespeare was quarantined, he definitely masturbated.
We Tell Ourselves Stories in Order to Die
On the fortieth anniversary of Marilynne Robinson’s ‘Housekeeping,’ an unbeliever’s rereading of Christian conceptions of the afterlife
Ode to Rooftops
An unlikely escape.
We Tell Ourselves Stories in Order to Die
On the fortieth anniversary of Marilynne Robinson’s ‘Housekeeping,’ an unbeliever’s rereading of Christian conceptions of the afterlife
How to Buy a Rock
We asked the contributor's of our Spring issue to go live the experiences they'd depicted in their stories. Here, J. Jezewska Stevens explores New York's Diamond District.