Thanks to Audrey Bilger for the great edits on this piece in the LA Review of Books!
I am underage yet I can still list drinks!
How sophisticated is that?
Particularly for someone who hangs out on Ludlow street.
Foreign words do sound nifty
When italicized in a poem,
And these are the only foreign words I can think of
Naturally, because I am drunk."
I wrote a silly thing for the Hairpin!
My friends launched an awesome literary magazine, Atlas and Alice. Read it here.
The issue of (S)tick with my story, “Pool Party,” in it, is also available to read! Check it out here.
And I have another flash fiction piece, “Crossing,” in Extract(s). New goal: no more submitting to mags with “(S)” in their title. Or maybe: ONLY submitting to those mags?
Slate recently ran an excerpt of Hanna Rosin’s book “The End of Men” under the purposefully provocative headline “Feminists, Accept It: The Patriarchy is Dead.” The article suggests that professional women, even professional feminists, have access to living the “good life” in a way they never had before. They’ve won! Certainly, this may be true for a select group of well-educated white ladies, but on the other hand, ask any professional feminist about the rape threats in her inbox and in her answer you’ll find the patriarchy, alive and kicking.
The High Holidays are a beautiful but complicated time for me. Besides Passover and Hanukkah, which I pretty much celebrate the same way each year, the Days of Awe are the only time when I get “the itch” to observe, the only time when I feel like if I don’t do something Jewish and highly ritualized, a piece of me is missing.
But to see is to bear witness. And to bear witness, in this case, may be to alter the conversation—so guests at cocktail parties don’t turn away when the subject comes up."
my piece on the upcoming film. SEE IT.