We review Somebody’s Daughter and The Other Black Girl.
Trina Moyles is no stranger to solitude. The author of the new memoir excerpted here has spent several summers as a lone eye in the sky atop a fire lookout in northern Canada.
Words of grief, frustration, and hope reflect on the novel virus that brought the entire world to a standstill.
Her Dior, a beautifully produced anthology, celebrates the female gaze.
We review The Centaur’s Wife and The Absolute Book.
Stephen Graham Jones, member of the Blackfeet Nation, is an athlete of the printed word, often localizing common slasher tropes in the context of Indigeneity.
These new winter releases are educational, engrossing, and most definitely worth reading.
Hana Shafi uses her affirmation artwork series to bridge visual connections between the words.
People say, “books are always better,” and while it’s true that it’s a rare and fantastic occasion when a film supersedes its source material, there are times when something that began on the page can be given new life on screen.