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No use wallowing over what could have been. This is the movie we get, and boy is it boring, but not in a way that leaves room for insight.

Lauren Michele Jackson On Emancipation

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Prairie School

Janice N. Harrington

Tender Light

The bond between photography and narrative
Emmanuel Iduma

Case Studies

A critic tracks herself
Margo Jefferson

The Path to "River See"

How improvisation and ancestry shape a playwright's work
Sharon Bridgforth

The Rest of the Story

Remembering childhood
Carolyn Forché

A Faceless Compass

Johannesburg’s haunted streets
Ivan Vladislavić

Jana Dives

Tsitsi Dangarembga

Threnody

Lorna Goodison

The Flood

Cathy Park Hong

Reclaiming Tituba

The real story behind Arthur Miller's character
Winsome Pinnock

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