“This intense, absurd tragedy, I realize now, is my invisible foundation. The myth of Pei Pei is born here—an image that picks up the devastation between Nietzsche and the world and between me and Hong Kong. The dead part of me still lingers in Hong Kong through Pei Pei.”
After twenty years of dedicated service as Michigan Quarterly Review’s tireless Managing Editor, today is Vicki Lawrence’s last day on the job. Vicki has worn countless hats over the years, and we know that in her retirement she’ll be looking forward to a lot less paperwork and a bit more relaxation.
A flâneuse of the air, she will never be confused with a streetwalker; a solo flier, she cannot be suspected of sexual desire. Neither tomboy nor butch, neither masculinized nor sexualized, the “queer” property of “A.E.” is one that nobody owns even as it continues to generate instant recognition.