Written by Jacob Ibrag ‘If I spell it, would that really quench your logic?’ Exponents on exponents on exponents. You can’t tell me what I want to know. You don’t want to. ‘Universal truths, constructs agreed upon endless struggle.’ It’s somewhere there in the abstract, breathing in the corner where we stopped. Photography by David Kovalenko
Irene: “When I was a little girl, I dreamed of standing outside a wagon-wheeled bungalow while a dark-haired man tried to win my affections.” Cary: “How fascinating. When I was a little girl, I dreamed of wearing questionable socks and glossy short-shorts.” Irene: “That doesn’t sound right. Are you sure you didn’t dream of making […]
I walked out and found the nest in the gravel driveway, not by the step as the poem says, but close enough. Nest by Marianne Boruch I walked out, and the nest was already there by the step. Woven basket of a saint sent back to life as a bird who proceeded to make a […]
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At Quartz, Amy X. Wang returns from a week at a major Zumba convention with an entertaining, critical account of the dance-fitness fad’s origins and its current popularity.
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