Sarah Schulman on the Art of Nonfiction: “I like to have my say, obviously. And if people would have just let me talk, some of these books wouldn’t have had to be written.”
Darryl Pinckney on the Art of Nonfiction: “There are moments when you run up against a white wall—there’s a white man, white man, white man, white man—and the story somehow has to be uncovered.”
Prose by Ingeborg Bachmann, Dan Bevacqua, Patrick Cottrell, Zans Brady Krohn, Tao Lin, David Szalay, and Yu Hua.
Poetry by Inger Christensen, Rachel Lapides, Enrique Lihn, Joyelle McSweeney, Nakahara Chuya, and Asiya Wadud.
Art by Cecily Brown, Tom Fairs, and Cauleen Smith; cover by Cecily Brown.
“I’m reading this book,” he began again. “It argues that in the beginning and in the end, nothing matters. Life and death. I’m reading another book, and it argues that everything matters. I’m reading a book that argues that we have to change the world. And another that argues all sorts of things you can’t even imagine. Good Lord, the things that come out of these books and hover up there like a cloud. And I look up as I’m lying in the dirt fixing the rails for your streetcars and I ask myself, How can we reach each other, this cloud and I?”
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"'I'm reading this book... it argues that in the beginning and in the end, nothing matters. Life and death. I'm reading another book, and it argues that everything matters. I'm reading a book that argues that we have to change the world. And another that argues all sorts of things you can't even imagine. Good Lord, the things that come out of these books and hover up there like a cloud. And I look up as I'm lying in the dirt fixing the rails for your streetcars and I ask myself, How can we reach each other, this cloud and I? [...] there has to be a connection. Otherwise, the books are going to spit in my face, or else I'll spit on the books! So, is there a connection or not?! [...] I have to know. Otherwise none of this makes any sense. Because if I don't know, then what does it matter that the trains run or fresh bread comes out of the oven every day, or one person sweeps the streets and another makes books?'"
I am not a writer so I had never really heard of this before seeing it a few times online from people who are readers/writers so I thought I would give it a shot and picked up the Spring 2026 edition. This is a collection of poetry and prose from a variety of new or established writers and critics, with a little bit of visual art mixed in as well as a couple interviews with writers.
My favorite parts were the interviews surprisingly! Especially the one with Sarah Schulman- I am itching to read her novels now and enjoyed her strong personality and her descriptions of life as a lesbian in New York City in the 80s. My other favorite pieces were probably "The Welder" by Ingeborg Bachmann and "GemStone" by Tao Lin. The rest were not really memorable to me unfortunately.
Not sure I will pick this up again (it is published seasonally I think) but it was interesting to try it out.
I don’t rate lit mags but this is a notably bad issue, and TPR is my favorite lit mag normally. Can’t believe they published Tao Lin, which I didn’t read, the first short story is shockingly awful, and the Szalay feels like it wouldn’t be in there if he weren’t who he is. Thank god for the interviews!
Loved the interviews, Pinckney was loaded with so many books to read and I appreciated him calling out the need for criticism. I liked the paintings. Highlights: The Welder. The Albrecht Drürer poem. Public Domain. The house with the Mezzanine. Odd: Lots of prostitution in this issue.