Here are stories we fought over, stories we couldn’t shake, stories that have a way of taking things we’re supposed to love—innocence, books, solidarity—and toying with them disconcertingly.” ...

the sun was shining on the veranda while tree sap slumbered, iridescent, in the courtyard, a single persimmon stood, while flies buzzed over loquat-colored soil ...

The artist and filmmaker Cauleen Smith was born in 1967 in Riverside, California, and lives and works in Los Angeles. In gouache on black construction paper, this portfolio renders a selection of the ...

“They don’t exist anymore,” Sun Dongming said. “No.” Lin Wang shook his head. “When did they disappear?” “Let me ask.” Lin Wang dug around in his pocket for his phone. Sun Dongming thought he was ...

New books by Tim Altenhof, Louise Erdrich, Andrew Martin, Daniel Okrent, Rosemary Tonks, and Antoine Volodine.

March 3, 2026 – We are thrilled to announce that Renny Gong will receive this year’s George Plimpton Prize and that Bud Smith ...

Kamala Harris shares a statement to reporters following the mass shooting at the Kansas City Chiefs parade before boarding ...

Alfred Bester’s 1953 novel The Demolished Man is another telepathy-as-exposure story. Turns out it’s hard to plot a murder when everybody has ESP and can read your mind, when your wires are poking out ...

What I know is that I don’t want it to be poetic. The time has passed when my poetry was poetic—if in fact my poetry was ever poetic. My fate has always been to do something different.” ...

“I am once again looking for a special woman to share my life with,” begins L-231; she follows with a list of desired qualities (incurably romantic, strong Christian values) and undesired ones (drug ...

This year, we asked our contributors, our readers, our current and former interns, and other friends of the Review for their favorite books of the past year. Here’s what they said. Service by John ...

My new job came with a research stipend. I’d never had one before—a few grand that would renew each year for five years and then end. What could I use it for? “Anything,” I was told, which seemed ...