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The writer Francesca Marciano was the first person to tell me about the Manfrotto family and Palazzo Roberti, a bookstore in the historic center of Bassano del Grappa, a city in the Vicenza province of northern Italy that is known as the home of digestivo...

Vaping, the interminable inhalation of an electronic cigarette, is not—can never be—cool. It tries too hard. Billing itself as tobacco’s clean-living cousin, no longer banished to shiver defiantly on the front step, desperate to rejoin polite society...

Since her first book, Awe (2007) Dorothea Lasky has been crafting poems in simple, supple lines that resound with brazen vulnerability. Her second collection, Black Life (2010), examines the failure of language and the poet’s disquieting sense of estrangement...

He was a well-known monkey. On two occasions, he had climbed the post to which his rope was tied, grasped it with hands and feet, and shaken it wildly. It was said he could understand simple questions, if spoken slowly, loudly and clearly, and it was...