After Miranda July

Liars by Sarah Manguso

All Fours gave you permission to be messy, horny, and disillusioned in midlife—to refuse the script of graceful aging and marital contentment. If July's motel detour felt like a confession you'd been waiting to hear, you're ready for fiction that doubles down on domestic rage and the dailiness of erasure. Raw, fragmented, and unapologetically truthful: this is literature for women who've stopped performing gratitude.