Byline: Roya Reese

No machine

In lieu of goodbye I send a tiny house in the mail, flimsy porcelain talisman a weak barricade. Like Joni I become cellophane, no personal  defenses, the wrapper on a pack of cigarettes, the dirt on the road of your … Read More

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“When I come down off this mountain”: concealment in popular queer film

As Roya Reese treks through layers of concealment, the Nassau Weekly is with her every step of the way.

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Teeth

Meditations on Didion, Rooney, Shakespeare, and tooth extraction

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What We Know

Meditations on learning Farsi at Princeton, with the department’s only professor

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