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Re-Covered: A Blisteringly Honest Lesbian Suicide Memoir
By Lucy Scholes
Susannah Hunnewell’s Joie de Vivre
By The Paris ReviewThe Paris Review is mourning the loss of our publisher Susannah Hunnewell, who died June 15 at her home in New York at the age of fifty-two. In this post, we are gathering the intimate remembrances of those who knew her well.
Remembering Susannah Hunnewell
Poetry Rx
By Sarah Kay, Kaveh Akbar, and Claire SchwartzIn our column Poetry Rx, readers write in with a specific emotion, and our resident poets take turns prescribing the perfect poems to match. This week, Kaveh Akbar is on the line.
Poetry Rx
Staff Picks: Ballet, Bob Dylan, and Black Smudges
By The Paris ReviewThis week, the staff of ‘The Paris Review’ goes to Montreal, considers the scaffold, and listens to Bob Dylan for hours upon hours.
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This Week’s Reading
Feminize Your Canon
By Emma GarmanOur monthly column Feminize Your Canon explores the lives of underrated and underread female authors.
Feminize Your Canon
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Summer is Made of the Memory of Summer
By Nina MacLaughlinTonight, the light lasts and lasts. The solstice is a special day, irregular, when doors swing open that are otherwise closed. There are extra layers of possibility afoot. Open yourself, why not, ease yourself toward a more primal state of mind.
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Summer Solstice
Eat Your Words
By Valerie StiversCooking up recipes drawn from the works of various writers.
Eat Your Words
Keep It Bible
By Ryan McIlvainIn Brazil we knocked the doors of poor people. They answered in threadbare football jerseys, in stained mesh shorts, in Havaianas thin as reeds. We called them humble. We called them receptive. We were Mormon missionaries. We were chest-deep in optimism.
From the Archive, Issue 184
Fiction
Another Sad, Bizarre Chapter in Human History
By Benjamin MarkovitsI used to be friendly with a kid called Sam Bamburger, whose mother was the first woman I ever heard of to get divorced. Sam was about nine at the time and up to that point something of an all-American kid, except maybe shorter and paler.
