The Ache I Ache to Hold that I Cannot Hold Against
byBy Chloe Garcia Roberts, This January everything seems to draw blood: The arc of a bird,the troubles of strangers, the time it takes you to come home to me…
Arts
Pines
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Faith
byfor Bach Tong Image of a compass lost its north, its red arrow spinning with no resolve or force of feeling towards direction or…
Desert
byJust across the border from north Texas, my car broke, the land’s heat hovered above the defunct road I’d rolled it onto with the…
Even Mountains Can Move
byand not just move, but crumble. Not just crumble, but bow, moving further down than rigidity would keep them and deeper into the shoulder…
Forlorn Particulars
byThe nothing that is not there and the nothing that is Wallace Stevens is on my mind. Specifically, his thoughts on death, absence, loss,…
Interview with Neighborhood Film Company
byNeighborhood Film Company operates out of Philadelphia, PA in partnership with the Working Film Establishment to train adults in recovery for competitive employment. Their…
Getting From Here to “Kia Over There”
byKia Over There tells the story of a Fijian fishing community looking for answers to its dwindling livelihood. Directed and edited by Chris Neighbors and…
Tetons
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Turret Arch at Sunset
byArches National Park in Utah