Sara Lippmann is a 2012 New York Foundation for the Arts Fiction Fellow. Her stories have been published in Joyland, Slice Magazine, PANK, Our Stories, Women Arts Quarterly, Big Muddy, Jewish Fiction and elsewhere, placed on Wigleaf's list of Top 50 [very] short fictions, nominated for the Pushcart Prize and included in a handful of anthologies. Assorted nonfiction has appeared in GQ, Details, CityNY, American Baby, Fourth Genre, Used Furniture Review, Stymie and other publications. She co-hosts the Sunday Salon, a monthly NYC reading series, and lives in Brooklyn with her husband and children.
Vexatious questions always flow out, almost carelessly, when I mention that one sport I enjoy playing is Handball. No, not the much respected European Handball, but American Handball which was played by the Irish and Chinese immigrants that first arrived in large cities, yes girls CAN play, pretty well too, and yes it is a […]
When the ramp to the Staten Island Ferry was razed, I happened to be passing, and stopped to watch, feeling a sense of loss as the crane took out the span that dangling across from Borough Hall, repeatedly smashing it, and sending large sections crumbling to the ground below. Hurrying to catch a boat on […]
I was not where I wanted to be. This was because I was out. I was out at a bar called the Narrows in Bushwick–or East Williamsburg if you’re a real estate broker. The bar is called the Narrows because the building is very narrow. But really every building in New York City is narrow. […]