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FROM THE ARCHIVES: “Ms. Myra” by Lorenzo Laing (2013)

Ms. Myra doesn’t take disrespect from anybody. Not her kids, not her lovers, not her friends, not the mailman, not the President of the United States. And she especially doesn’t take kindly to the disrespect of those “who didn’t do nothin’ to deserve no foolishness from other people.” Continue reading

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I Enjoyed Frozen, But It’s Not About Me

“It won a Golden Globe and an Oscar, and Let It Go got the Oscar for Best New Song. There’s no doubt that Frozen made a splash in popular culture and commercially. But what about socially? It’d be sweet if a cultural phenomenon like this had a good message. And it does.” Continue reading

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What We’re Loving — May 2014

Nassau Literary Review Staff talk about what they’ve been reading, watching, and listening to while lying in their beds late in the night and late in the morning, not studying for finals. Continue reading

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The Peculiar Habits of Our Birds

“Years ago the Audubon Society’s Christmas Bird Count sliced New Jersey up and handed Hillsborough Township to my father. On a given day in the wake of Christmas every year, my father is responsible for reporting the species and number of every witnessed bird in his territory. At six in the morning on the day of the Count his team stood single file in line at Dunkin Donuts: John, his old high school friend who works for a company that drills holes in the ground; Dan, a professor like my father whose sons needed to be up in West Nyack the next day for ice hockey; and me.” Continue reading

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