Sublime

Every so often the passing 7 train dismantles her.

This low-key, ambient paranoia—this conviction that no place was secure and that any moment could tip into cataclysm—was a new feature of my consciousness, but it was lodged so firmly that I worried it was here to stay.

—Charlotte Clingstone presented a kind of ideal. She was bohemian but accomplished. Worldly but rooted.

I want us to wonder what stories we’re most hungry for, and why; to consider what forms our fears take; and to ask ourselves whose pain we still look away from.

Jim Deatherage,

“I’m really interested in problems that feel personal and are experienced personally, but tie into much larger historical and structural forces,” Odell said.

Flannery

(She was, what, thirty-five? In that moment, I found her thrillingly jaded.)