In her newest collection of poems, Begin With a Failed Body, Graham is ditching “happily ever after.”
In her most recent work, the Somali-born, Ohio-raised poet is looking identity square in the face.
Who says camp is for kids? At Camp No Counselors, you get to capture the flag and wear the kewt lewks–all while sipping a handle of Malibu. I came, I saw, I crushed on some dude in the cabin next door, and this is what I found out.
Before hitting the pavement for The Women’s March Part 2, we’re gleaning words of wisdom from our favorite L.A. feminists.
Scratch that–it’s remaking history. And this time, it’s getting it right.
What do Paris Hilton, Spotify, and literally everyone at NG HQ have in common? A shared obsession with the new princess of pop.
Venus, planet of lurv, is large and in charge this month, bringin’ all the romance (and all the drama). Supreme space witch Remy Ramirez is dishin’ the deets.
Meet the one-woman army fighting to keep your DM dick-free.
In her newest collection, this Boston-born poet looks American racism square in the face.
Mercury retrograde left a trail of hot mess for you to deal with? This Virgo Sun is coming in behind to whip shit into shape, and supreme space witch Remy Ramirez is dishin’ the deets.
Girls with feels make the best poets–another reason why Hunter’s debut book Human Achievements lives up to its name.
It’s total eclipse of the everything *plus* Mercury retrograde *plus* Uranus retrograde. Don’t freak though–supreme space witch Remy Ramirez is tellin’ you how to cope.