Raceball

Major League Baseball’s drive for profit and control—not its desire to rectify historic wrongs—led it to accept integration. That same lust to maximize revenues and exert dominion over… More

Dah-ling

Tallulah, with her signature “dah-ling”s and her notorious peccadilloes and her endlessly caricaturized baritonal gurgle of a voice—a voice that the actor-writer Emlyn Williams said was “steeped as deep… More

In the Presence of Absence

Love, like meaning, is out on the open road, but like poetry, it is difficult. It requires talent, endurance, and skillful formulation, because of its many stations. It is… More

Alibis: Essays on Elsewhere

I did not even know whether the perfume was my reason for being in there or whether it had become an excuse, the mask behind the mask, because if… More

A Singular Woman

To describe Dunham as a white woman from Kansas is about as illuminating as describing her son as a politician who likes golf. Intentionally or not, the label obscures… More

Monster Brought to Its Knees

“The golf fan really has my respect,” Ben said. “They go out there and get sunburned or rained on, they push each other around, they stand until their backs… More

Bottom of the 33rd

And who is Wade? He is a man who swears that he wanted to be a major league baseball player ever since he was 18 months old; whose father… More

Free Verse

When I wake up, it’s thunder storming and I stay in the culvert, which is getting more and more filled with water. It’s like the day when Michael did… More