Christopher’s debut refuses to flatten anything; in his tumbling, often single-stanza poems, reality is allowed its full difficulty, pain, and ugliness. Read More
If the autobiographical essays in You’re Not Edith are any indication, Allison Gruber has a surprisingly functional (not to mention intimate) relationship with all things strange and eccentric. Read More
Blackmail, My Love is a book to read for the page-turning mystery, but to savor for the nuance and detail and heart-breaking reality of what it was to be a lesbian or a gay man in 1951 Read More
