and started to dance without music
slowly we danced around and around
in circles and after a while we hummed
when the world was about to end
‘All I did was look around at the problems we’re neglecting now and give them about 30 years to grow into full-fledged disasters.’
Trapped in the never-ending horror of solitary confinement, three prisoners in the United States seek comfort and escape in the boundless landscapes of their own imaginations.
The internet has not democratized news in any meaningful way; instead, the media monopoly has simply migrated to digital spaces.
Over the dark mountain, over the dark pinewood,
Down the long dark valley along the shrunken river,
Returns the splendor without rays, the shining of shadow
She’s been damaged. Life’s out of control; there are no good options. The girl in the photo wants to let go, to quit this life and choose another…
Vance and the 2028 Election
[…] young woman with a basket in her hand walking down the road, her long skirt swaying like sunlight rustling with shriveled leaves. Is she taking lunch to her husband harvesting cotton or going berry picking in the woods?
Secretary Robert F. Kennedy Jr.’s new dietary guidelines promoting saturated fats is a recipe for disaster
What did I know, what did I know
of love’s austere and lonely offices?
This is the song heard round the world.
“Maneuvers (Manöver)” is an experimental animation combining skiing with stop-motion animation.
We were walking the icy streets,
talking about the ways our country
has betrayed us again—promises
unkept, laws broken beyond repair.
Our Trash and Our Lives, Here and Abroad