A host of magpie kith and kin come
Back to tend and keen the fallen.
Wonko, a subsidiary of Natural Selection’s Been Slacking (NSBS), introduces its brand-new line of Weapons of Mass Vaccination (WMVs).
Beautiful wreckage of my country, I’m still trying to love you.
A new film elegy by Bryan Konefsky that uses the lens of loss and grief to explore intersections between memory and artifact.
At the Saturday Pearly Balls, I conga
to the karaokes of yokels, popes, madams
& Nobels. No one wears a watch, no strike
of midnight to worry about. I’ve read all
the books & let go of the past — at last.
A sound artist tries to conserve the sounds of a melting glacier in the Swiss Alps before it might disappear forever.
We lie in the dark
and speak about anything
but what I ache to speak about.
The ruling creates a “dangerous regulatory gap that leaves consumers vulnerable and gives broadband providers unchecked power over Americans’ internet access,” said one advocate.
The houses are haunted
By white night-gowns.
None are green,
Or purple with green rings,
Or green with yellow rings
I am an eternal innocent: I believe in love,
I believe in the ability of human beings
to transcend their repetitive ignorance.
If there was ever a moment when progressives needed to communicate our vision to the people of our country, this is that time. Despair is not an option.
I stood at the window
leaning my head, there
where the glass was cool
and looked out at the trees
bare now in January
We pay homage to Jimmy Carter, a profoundly decent man, who taught all of us what it means to live a life of grace, dignity, justice, and service.
Plush Jesus dolls scattered
on the picked-over discount table
at the dollar store