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Yash Kumbhat
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I: FLOAT (pt. 3)
Behind him, she can see the reflected moon, the wide and languorous shores of darkness surrounding it, broken only by pinpricks of diffused light. What she sees — solitary glimmerings in the distance — are stars still in the past. In the millions of miles between them and her, time has aged, transformed from past to present.
I: FLOAT (pt. 2)
All the voices that clamor for the surface appear only a string of hollow sounds that float lightly to the top, like bubbles in a flute of champagne, and sit there for a moment before each pops with a gentle explosion.
I: FLOAT
The pub has not yet begun to overflow when F and K arrive. It is quite small, lit by dull lights like old, folded sunsets and full of stumbling bodies, all fluttering in circles on an invisible, drunken carousel that floats haltingly past the bar (an oaken, straight line pockmarked with rings and stars of wine and whiskey) and through a careful pattern of wooden tables and chairs
An Invitation
And then, suddenly, at 13, the parents left us to our own devices, and the invitations grew scarce, shriveled like raisins. I was invited to some things — not all, never all — at first. I smuggled abandoned friends, hidden in pockets and backpacks, across gates with me; they smuggled me.
A Life in Three Shirts
Maybe we believe that those selves are authentic, and maybe that works for some of us! But maybe there is no concrete sense of self to be found, after all. Maybe we’re all the same, and maybe that can be liberating, too.
Keeping Alive
Can faith be more than struggling to keep things from dying? Maybe, there is nothing in the world that we can separate from death.
These Clean, Dust-Free, Febrezed United States of America
It is a fundamental aspect of the human condition, a longing for the past, for a sense of belonging so primordial that it predates language.
‘The Humans’: Eroding Family Structures
Playwright Stephen Karam’s “The Humans,” enters the arena of American classics, unfolding at the confluence of tradition and modernity—all over a warm turkey.
‘The Price of the Haircut’: Absurd and Astonishing Stories
In 272 pages and 11 short stories (some shorter than others), Brock Clarke plunges into the depths of the absurd.
The Fault Lines That Divide Us and ‘The White Card’
“The White Card” demands as much from its audience as its actors, drawing spectators to see the world recreated on stage as simply that: a recreation of what Rankine calls the “fault line between black and white lives.”
Tayari Jones Speaks About Race and Marriage at the Harvard Book Store
On Feb. 12, Tayari Jones, novelist and Professor at Rutgers University’s MFA program in Newark, cast spells over a crowd squeezed into the Harvard Bookstore.
