The actor reads “Alan Bean Plus Four,” his short story about a D.I.Y. journey into space.

The Atlanta artist launched a poster campaign titled “Fahamu Pecou Is the Shit.” But his works about black male identity are as serious as they are sometimes funny. 

A significant percentage of Americans believe the moon landing was a government hoax. How does the conspiracy theory continue to thrive? 

Three accounts from a 1969 issue of The New Yorker describe what it was really like to watch the “giant leap for mankind.”

A hero to the left and a favored villain of the right, the New York congressional representative sits for a long interview with David Remnick.

The singer, who never has writer’s block, crafts songs by the dozen to pick and choose for her albums. She spoke with the New Yorker critic and performed “I Really Like You.” 

The author of the best-selling autobiographical novel “On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous” visits the food court at a largely Asian mall in Queens that reminds him of home. 

Serving as Poet Laureate, Smith took literature to community centers, senior centers, prisons—anywhere people needed it. 

Adapting a classic novel for the stage, the writer had a few bones to pick with the heroic figure of Atticus Finch.