Finding the Self in Departure
Leaving the boarding school world was terrifying and painful, but also felt like an act of daring—and it called to the fore other qualities of myself that felt hard to set down, even when I chafed under their burden.
Samantha Hunt
The Shape of Desire
When confronted with relentless male longing, there is nothing so spectacular about female flesh: human or animal, it answers to the same name.
“We are paid the worth of our work, perhaps”
I recently devoured Samantha Hunt’s “A Love Story,” which was in the New Yorker back in May. I loved every moment of that astonishing story, but there was one that made me laugh/sob in that way that lets you know you’re reading something you won’t be forgetting soon.