Standing, a girl-boy, on the junked car in the dump,
some other kids across the dump standing on their cars
How This Country Fails Its Most Vulnerable: A Field Guide to Our Threadbare Social Safety Net.
Catherine Doty’s pitiless poems beautifully show us what we don’t want to see: children’s poverty, abuse, neglect. And their meanness. Poor children living in squalor, which Doty’s language often veils in lyrical glamor.
Remaking the Economy for the People
The dead man was no one, just a man in tattered clothes, no shoes, just a coin in his pocket, no id cards, no bus ticket. He was a nobody, … Continue reading →
For Willem, age 3 . We are lost. . Holding you tight, the drunks pawing me . as I weave through the stalls sticky with beer and urine . looking … Continue reading →
Dirt and hunger. Foreheads burnt, no, branded by heat. Backpacks. Paper cups. Bundles that are everything we own. Beneath the gargoyles, our babies sleep. We used to have houses. Once … Continue reading →
This is legendary bluesman Willie King’s tribute to his mother, a very powerful performance about his upbringing in Prairie Point, a community in Noxubee County, Mississippi near the Alabama border.
The American people must make a fundamental decision. Do we continue the 40-year decline of our middle class and the growing gap between the very rich and everyone else, or … Continue reading →
This four-minute documentary revolves around a letter written in the future to society today. The narrator tells us, the stranger, how things went right. Society gathered with a fundamental belief … Continue reading →
So often it’s the beaten old, paint peeling downtown house with the broken bicycle on the front porch and uncut grass covering the tiny front yard that has a … Continue reading →
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The shocking true story of academia in 2014 Forget minimum wage, some adjunct professors say they’re making 50 cents an hour. Wait till you read these…
St. Louis is seething. A profound, inexplicable seething. A young man, Michael Brown, his hands in the air. Then eight shots. Graphic photographs of his body lying for hours on … Continue reading →
America has more people in prison than any country in the history of the world. How could things have gone so wrong?