1st Place Nonfiction 2020 Summer Contest “Feast Day” is beautiful and daring in its structure, fluid in its haunting commute between the visceral and numinous, the literal and metaphor. While this is not the first story to conflate the bodies of women and livestock, its indictment of the dumbing down, the stockade, is wildly original. Pulsing with paradox and a rage that should be understood as fierce devotion, “Feast Day” bucks at the idea that domestic and docile are saintly qualities for any female body, and does so with a rare and nuanced intelligence. Amy Irvine
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