When Margie puts together the work to be displayed every week, an email is sent out for people to take care of refreshments. Margie, of course, locks down her own name for the charcuterie board but utensils, cups, drinks and perhaps some extra refreshments are up for grabs. I usually volunteer for the alcohol subsection of the drink category, I find it easier to shop for an effective time, not an enjoyable one. So, when I feel the show pace start to dwindle, I sneak 10 mg of MDMA into the wine.

I’ve been breaking federal law by opening my grandmother’s mail. I don’t think she’d mind; she’s dead and, beyond that, she was not the type of lady to believe in an afterlife she could judge me from. “Oh bullllllshit” she’d say, the first and third syllables staccato but the second pulled to near-breaking.

Every fragrance I own holds memories for me. They’ve been with me in the best and worst of times. I mourn every bottle I’ve finished, and I anticipate the memories I will someday make with different perfumes.

Voting for Reform is the same cultural, fear-based voting from our society’s elderly that led to Brexit, why else would a population who lives off of benefits in the form of pensions and requires far more socialised medical care vote for a party which stands for cutting benefits and privatising the NHS?

In the spring of 1778, Philadelphia was an occupied city. After defeats at Brandywine Creek and Germantown in the autumn of 1777, George Washington’s army had retreated to Valley Forge. The Liberty Bell was smuggled out of the city and hidden in a basement in Allentown for fear that it would be melted down to make bullets for the occupation.

It’s everything the cliches say. The tip-top of the world. Every single point on this Earth is lower than me at this moment. The profound loneliness fills me with power. In all directions, I am alone.

I’ve conquered the mountain.

I’ve conquered the entire world.

I look out at the other peaks and wonder what they hold. All this, and I’m not happy with what I have.

I felt the need to write about Lynch, attempting to come to terms with some of the auteur's works and impact. Enjoy some colour theory and analysis, as well as some waxing lyrical.

I've spent so long staring at screens that my eyes have gone square. Rectangular is probably more accurate but that isn't really a phrase.

Grandpa said the world didn't end one day. The old ways of doing things just receded, a wave falling back into the ocean. Lucy understood what he meant though she'd never seen the ocean and expected she never would. Even now there were places where people drove cars and flew in planes and kept electric lights on all the time, but nobody could afford that in Vermont.

In the predawn hours, the driver

goes out in the cold or the sticky dew

to look under the hood, inspect the engine,

the axles, the windshield, the tailpipe.

THE LIFE AND FASCINATING ADVENTURES OF MISS ELIZA “ELI” GENTLE WHO TRAVELLED EUROPE AND ASIA DRESSED AS A MAN! ALONG WITH HER ENCOUNTERS WITH DANGEROUS WEATHER EXOTIC BEASTS AND THE LAW AS WELL AS HER UNMASKING OF A  MYSTERY POET TAKEN FROM HER JOURNALS AFTER SHE RECENTLY DIED OF FEVER

“I could clear out death row in an hour with this much pentobarbital. And I guarantee I’d be better at it than most executioners. I don’t even believe in capital punishment but every time I hear on NPR that there’s been another botched execution I think ‘they should really just hire me.’”

“I bet.”

Among his portfolio of portraits of kings, queens, and popes, this iconic Sir Thomas Lawrence painting depicts an unlikely pair of women.

Thames Water is about to go bankrupt and it would be a robbery to let the Government sell off our water to the highest bidder once again.

Debt is inherent to the human experience. We exist within social structure, within societies, and at their most basic levels these relationships are based upon common aid and community.

Multimedia zine on the state of violence in politics

I just turned 25! It was a Sunday birthday, one with a lot of quiet moments and time for reflection and from that clarity I’ve decided there’s something I need to confess. December 2021, the 22nd specifically, we hung out without you. I don’t think it makes me evil necessarily but you can’t have secrets between friends and I think you should know.

The boasting doesn’t come from pride. It comes from a rotting shame that grasps at any tool of the ego to assuage guilt. Professing, often only to themselves, the righteousness of their act of killing in an attempt to claw back the very humanity that they stole from someone else.

The facade above the automatic doors gives absolutely no warning that this is one of those malls where one entrance sends you straight into a store, forcing you to bear the awkwardness of being inside a store with no intention to buy anything.

Dumbass arts outreach volunteer guy doesn’t realize she’s concussed doesn’t realize she can’t read right now can’t write right now and even if she could it sure as hell wouldn’t make her heal.