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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“After school I arrived at home, took off my shoes at the door, kissed the 8x10 photo of black Jesus in the hall, ate Froot Loops over the sink so Nana wouldn’t scream if I spilled milk on the carpet, and then watched tv.”
“It had started to rain, but it was the gentle kind.”