What We Loved in 2015

Amidst everything else in 2015, The Nassau Literary Review staff read books, listened to music, watched television, went to the movies and to the theater. Here’s what we have to tell you about it all. Continue reading

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In the [Size 12, Men’s] Footprints of My Forefathers

I pray in man. In false pronouns. In the linguistic space of a foreign gender. In a collective maleness that is grammatically explainable because, well, that’s how Hebrew works. Every week in Yekum Purkan I beseech God on behalf of “this entire holy congregation, them and their wives.” I do not want this wife of mine and even if I did, my holy congregation would forbid her but still I pray for her. Continue reading

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Eat Me: A Review of You Too Can Have a Body Like Mine

The novel is obsessed with bodies—with their visceral, pudgy, slimy reality—and their maintenance. As the narrator, A, asks: “Is it true that we are more or less the same on the inside?” But she quickly, coyly clarifies: “I don’t mean psychologically. I’m thinking of the vital organs, the stomach, heart, lungs, liver.” Continue reading

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Siken’s Fables: Putting on the Wolf Suit

There is great satisfaction after reading War of the Foxes. Its verse cradles the same photographs, of apples, of the moon, of restless birds, and whispered italics as Crush. It is narrated by the same searching artist. Yet, our hero has been liberated from self-doubt, finally able to participate in the world without the pretext that it is a place he does not deserve. Continue reading

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Don’t Be Afraid: An Interview with Christos Ikonomou

“Everybody talks about love, about hope, about being nice, about solidarity, but that’s the main thing – you have all these words, and people are fed up listening. Everyone says “I love you, I love it,” and the word starts to lose its meaning. But the thing is there. Love is there. And it’s an act of resistance to keep writing and talking about love, hope, and all these things, even if everyone is talking about that.” Continue reading

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