Search All Winners

Name	Genre	Year
Wayne Koestenbaum	Nonfiction, Poetry	1994
Tony Kushner	Drama	1990
Natalie Kusz	Nonfiction	1989
Suji Kwock Kim	Poetry	2006
Catherine Lacey	Fiction	2016
Mary LaChapelle	Fiction	1988
Rattawut Lapcharoensap	Fiction	2010
Rickey Laurentiis	Poetry	2018
Victor LaValle	Fiction	2004
Andrea Lawlor	Fiction	2020
Amy Leach	Nonfiction	2010
Li-Young Lee	Poetry	1988
Suzannah Lessard	Nonfiction	1995
Dana Levin	Poetry	2005
Mark Levine	Poetry	1993
Yiyun Li	Fiction	2006
Ralph Lombreglia	Fiction, Nonfiction	1998
Layli Long Soldier	Poetry	2016
Ling Ma	Fiction	2020
Nathaniel Mackey	Fiction, Poetry	1993
Rosemary Mahoney	Nonfiction	1994
Terese Marie Mailhot	Nonfiction	2019
Mona Mansour	Drama	2012
Micheline A. Marcom	Fiction	2006
Ben Marcus	Fiction	1999
J.S. Marcus	Fiction	1992
Anthony Marra	Fiction	2012
Dionisio D. Martínez	Poetry	1993
Nina Marie Martínez	Fiction	2006
Cate Marvin	Poetry	2007
Shane McCrae	Poetry	2011
Tarell Alvin McCraney	Drama	2007
Alice McDermott	Fiction	1987
Reginald McKnight	Fiction	1995
John McManus	Fiction	2000

Selected Memoirists

Chris Offutt 1996

Kentucky Straight: Stories

The tow truck lurched a few yards, dappling everyone with mud. Bobby’s ruined knee spurted a red arc. Then another. And another. The men watched, bewildered and afraid. They...

Andrew X. Pham 2000

Catfish and Mandala: A Two-Wheeled Voyage Through the Landscape and Memory of Vietnam

“The roads are dangerous,” she says. “The country is not safe.”

“People are very poor,” Granduncle adds, in agreement. “This isn’...

Lucy Grealy 1995

Autobiography of a Face: A Memoir

I stood there perfectly still, just as I had sat for countless medical photographs: full face, turn to the left, the right, now a three-quarter shot to the left. I took a...

Danzy Senna 2002

Caucasia: A Novel

Cole claimed to remember the good times between my parents. But I didn’t. Seemed like they were always breaking up to make up. After their big fights, they usually got back...

Judy Blunt 2001

Breaking Clean: A Memoir

Spring of 1954, my mother stood at the threshold of Henry Picotte’s abandoned chicken house, a bouquet of hens dangling in either hand, and eyed the enormous prairie rattler...