Evening Oracle – Brandon Shimoda

One of the most beautiful things about EVENING ORACLE — which is, I think, a beautiful book, elegantly wandering but not lost — is that its goal is not comprehension so much as communication.

Natural Wonders – Angela Woodward

This novel could without serious distortion be called a love story, albeit more about the natural wonder of its absence than its presence.

Tropisms – Nathalie Sarraute

Seventy-seven years later, Sarraute’s writing continues to unnerve and interrogate our readerly expectations.

A Room – Youval Shimoni

As with all great works of literature, it is difficult to believe that so much can be contained by so relatively small a vessel. It is yet another reminder that while we live and breathe and read in a world bound by the laws of space and time, what lies within a book’s pages suffers limits of a different strain.

Oil and Candle – Gabriel Ojeda-Sague

Gabriel Ojeda-Sague describes and deploys ritual forms in order to undo the obscuring magic of privilege.

The Violet Hour – Katie Roiphe

The dust jacket promises to “help us look boldly in the face of death” but, after being given a tableaux even less diverse than Mad Men, how could it?

Little Labors – Rivka Galchen

What is the equivalent, to a sixteen year-old American girl, of the irritating gentleman caller in the tall, lacquered hat?

A Lady and Her Husband – Amber Reeves

A LADY AND HER HUSBAND delves into generational differences, showing the ways that progressive movements depend on intergenerational communication.

Beasts You’ll Never See – Nate Liederbach

The stories in BEASTS YOU’LL NEVER SEE are prone to self-vexing. Each narrative dismantles its protagonist, draws and quarters him, splinters him into linguistic abjection.

1976 – Megan Volpert

Volpert is an Obama-supporting, married, gay educator, who, by her own definition, has had all of her eggs make it “safely into the misshapen hand basket of the American Dream.”