Review

Excess—The Factory – Leslie Kaplan

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Leslie Kaplan’s EXCESS—THE FACTORY has nine circles, but you don’t get to the bottom of it.

The Storyteller Essays – Walter Benjamin

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Stories rely on their iterability, extant within a system of circulation, mobile and memorable.

Last of Her Name – Mimi Lok

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Lok’s stories negotiate and transgress the limits of the nearly impossible.

Eden-Brazil – Moacyr Scliar

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In these new climate circumstances, old stories will not suffice when it comes to stirring us to action.

Doomstead Days – Brian Teare

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Our deepwater oil spills, our medical byproducts, our creeping drones, all the fruits of our ingenuity and cruelty, are what rip nature apart and rip us apart from nature.

Mirrorlands: Russia, China, and the Journeys in Between – Ed Pulford

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Pulford’s persona in this book, like all other Englishmen interested in Russia, is Anthony Burgess manqué.

Sleeveless – Natasha Stagg

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A nod to communism doesn’t make fashion political, it makes it nothing more than collage.

Mostly Dead Things – Kristen Arnett

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What Arnett’s debut aspires to is the act of holding, tightly and gently all at once, to the mostly dead things, and not letting go.

My Mother Laughs – Chantal Akerman

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Akerman’s “I” is more like an eye, a camera lens — it is what it sees, and what it sees itself doing.

Something Like Breathing – Angela Readman

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The attraction of Angela Readman’s SOMETHING LIKE BREATHING is in the distance between two girls negotiating their youth, not necessarily involved, but proximate to and observant of each other.