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Desperate times, new measures: Broad Street’s Pandemonium Blog.
We feel the need to do something. We make masks, we donate money, we protest and demonstrate … and still our spirits yearn for more. Solidarity and fellow-feeling, the companionship of … what we have, which is a computer screen, where most of us are glued all day and night. But there are people...
“Waiting,” from the COVID journals of Patricia Smith.
On waiting — and moving forward — in a pandemic. “Experience tells me the world is not always a safe place, and yet — “ I know there should be a holiness in waiting. In learning to be still, to learn the lesson that we are not in control. This is, after all, what advent is all about. We wait and...
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“Forced Surrender,” by Valley Haggard. Digging deep in quarantine and recovery.
“… you have to start to take it one day, one hour, one minute at a time just like you did in the first days of sobriety and childbirth and your very own brand-new unfamiliar life.” . When the gratitude lists and the shit lists are coming faster than you can write them down. When...
“Hide & Seek,” a poem by Carol Matos. A child is a galaxy.
“I follow your trail, the scent of morning dreams sliding into awake …” This feature is available, in slightly different format, on Medium. To enjoy this poem as a broadside, drag the image to your desktop and print or expand it. Or just scroll down and read it as plain text. sk k Hide & Seek – From...
“Seek and Hide Again”: an essay on the adult dating years. By Lise Haines.
“I telegraphed to the world that I was ready to meet someone …” A feature from our “Rivals & Players” issue, with photographs by the author. Parisian graffiti. Photo by the author. Seek and Hide Again By Lise Haines * A man told me on our first date, over roast chicken and Chardonnay, that he’d grown a beard so...
