Freud taught that childhoods shape our adult selves with unresolved trauma. But this novel shows that childhood joy can shape adulthood, too.
A work of absurdist art that entertains, but also carries a surprisingly grown-up message about taking responsibility for the state of our politics.
“I hope people will see the heartbreak of a little kid having to grow up and say goodbye to his childhood in order to survive.”
The family as we know it today functions to further isolate trans children from trans women and vice versa. Thank goodness for TV.
What will our children remember of this time, when their play and freedom are confined—or freed—by the digital?
Beginning at the end of the 1960s—in what we now call the start of the feminist Second Wave—women, especially black women, began making scholarly ...
I first read it as a teenager in Cleveland, Ohio: sitting on a concrete wharf by Lake Erie with the interstate at my back; sitting on a bench in the hardwood forest of a ...