This is part of our Books from Banned Countries series. You can see them all here. You may think you know nothing about Somali literature, but you’re mistaken. Okay, perhaps you’re right and you can’t name a single Somali author. But unless you’ve been living under a rock somewhere way, way

Start the drum machine, bass – bass – snare, cue the synths, hall reverb vocals (maybe layered), live drums to supplement the machine, drop the beat and main synth, sparse vocals, cue the 808 snare, no vocals at all, build, 808 snare roll, bring it all back. Whatever. It’s a

The Huge Release Party for the Literary Magazine In case you haven’t heard, we just put out an incredible literary magazine called The Dreams I Dreamt: Letters to San Francisco thanks to a grant from the Civic Joy Fund. It’s a gift to San Francisco, where 19 of The City’s

Well as the cheesy weatherman on TV say, it’s another “scorcher” out there. Sure you could go to the movies, maybe a museum to escape the heat, but why not take advantage of New York’s short but sweet beach season and get your ass over to Far Rockaway for some

I fucking love San Francisco.  I think it’s impossible to have a bad day in this city.  Sometimes, though, I need to get out for a little R&R.  What I would really like to do on these days is go home and have my mom cook for me while I