Sovereign by April Daniels

Sovereign is the second book in April Daniels' Nemesis series. I enjoyed, but did not love, the first book, and hadn't planned to pick up the second, but after reading some great reviews, I decided to give it a try. While there were elements of this book that I loved, it dragged, and despite many... Continue Reading →

The Argonauts by Maggie Nelson

The Argonauts is hard to categorize. Part memoir, part literary criticism, part cultural critique—it is many things at once. Nelson combines all of these different ways of thinking and writing combine in a profound, moving, challenging work that is both deeply academic and deeply personal. On one surface, it’s a memoir about meeting and falling... Continue Reading →

Revolutionary Mothering: Love on the Front Lines by Alexis Pauline Gumbs, China Martens and Mai’a Williams (editors)

Revolutionary Mothering is an anthology comprised of essays and poems by radical, revolutionary mothers. The voices in this book are the voices that are so often ignored in mainstream conversations about motherhood: queer and trans mamas, mamas of color, single moms, poor mothers, young mothers. Inspired by This Bridge Called My Back, a collection of... Continue Reading →

Fuel for the Fire: Monday, January 29th

I'm slowly working my way through Revolutionary Mothering: Love on the Front Lines, a collection of essays and poetry by radical mothers--mostly women of color and queer women. It's a book in the tradition of This Bridge Called My Back--some of the essays are academic and some are personal. There's so much to think about... Continue Reading →

Fuel for the Fire: Monday, January 22nd

Welcome to my newest weekly feature, Fuel for the Fire, where, every Monday, I'll post a passage from a book I've read recently that has moved, challenged, inspired, or humbled me. I'm currently reading Kai Cheng Thom's debut poetry collection, A Place Called No Homeland, and I could quote every one of her poems here,... Continue Reading →

The Art of Fielding by Chad Harbach

This may sound like a strange comparison, but the brilliance of this book--and the reasons that I loved it so much--reminded me of Adam Silvera's History is All You Left Me. Though entirely different, both novels are perfectly structured: flawless beauties crafted with a finesse that shimmers. But both were so compelling to me because,... Continue Reading →

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