July 17, 2025
- When a book is a house
- Close-reads the promises of A.I. commercials
- John J. Lennon on consuming true crime in prison
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“The cold water jabbed Suvi’s skin like a thousand sea urchin pricks.”
“We’re in Oscar’s car, which is an old Chevy Cavalier. Greyish blue. There is dog hair everywhere. I sit in the back and stare out the window, watching lights fly by and then just deep, country darkness.”