By: Lucy Sante

Poet, boxer, and enigmatic pioneer of self-invention.

By: Matthew De Abaitua

Traveling the spaceways, a massive starship with one passenger.

By: Alexis Madrigal

The game we played was the life he lived.

By: Sarah Weinman

Beneath golden-age charm, a moody mastery of crime fiction.

By: Jen Collins

A face with enduring appeal.

By: Tor Aarestad

The softness and grace of the renegade killer.

By: Joshua Glenn

Maureen O’Sullivan’s career began and ended with science fiction flicks.

By: David Smay

A very curious monkey, a lineage of gestures, and scenes from a marriage.

By: Patrick Cates

Brilliance, alienation, and control-freakery breeds enchantment.

By: Brian Berger

Hip-hop lyrics bust through to literature.

By: Mark Kingwell

A notebook kind of writer.

By: Tim Carmody

A rhetoric of laughs, a critical pastiche.

By: Ingrid Schorr

The body has two states: expansion and contraction.

By: Patrick Cates

Prim Anal Nooks = Roman Polanski.

By: James Parker

Let us now celebrate all those who are finished before they start.