3 Poems by Elyse Runkle
These three poems are excerpts from a larger work titled “Cheers to the Death of a Girl,” which explores the loss of innocence unique to the female experience. Immense responsibility, premature sexualization, common traumas, body image, and the admiration yet simultaneous rejection of femininity
Mission de Control: Party Like It’s ’95 Mix
Taking it to the ’90s on this mix with analog crunchiness and irresistible grooves. I feel like these older tunes have a stripped-down feel compared to modern stuff. A little more intimate, like you can almost stick your fingers in between the samples of “Anytime.” Or is that just me? So many
Kaleidoscope
Growing up, I wasn’t allowed to watch violent tv shows, but I watched Breaking Bad anyway. I practically had to since it was all anybody was talking about at school and I didn’t want to be left out. My brother had been left out in high school when he lived with us before he was […]
Salamander
I came into this world with boots caked in the mud of forgotten previous lives. This world was a dark one, but even though the woods maintained supernatural density, I could always find you. There was a stench. You were noxious in ways still foreign to my unbroken skin. I tried to appear invincible
Trashlyfe®
A conversation about an innovative economic and environmental solution What is TrashLyfe®? TrashLyfe® is a nonprofit promoting the only sustainable solution to rising sea levels, homelessness, and the growing amount of garbage in our oceans. By using symbiosis, TrashLyfe® hopes to convert existin
recurrent aka persistent aka embedded
Poetry by Hannah Lamb-Vines trauma leaks. sop it up with soft cloths. forgot i kept it there. je te manque, peut être, parce que, où est la toilette? never miss french class, never learn french. my third first poem (in english): peeled clementines, p
Mission de Control: Aux Mind
Spoiler alert: this is by no means a full-on Detroit techno mix. Instead, think of this as more of an appreciation mix. I love the sounds, that nasty, in-your-face funk 🙂 It begins and ends with Detroit techno elements. In the middle, it’s pretty modern techno and drum tracks. I think it starts
Why I Accepted the Hot Glue-Gun Challenge
A: It was to end childhood obesity… or end body dysmorphia. Something to do with bodies, I think. Or maybe it was Palestine. Wait I’m pretty sure it was Palestine because someone brought it up earlier that day in the classroom. A: I mean the kids egged me on to do it. […]
The Eros Effect
Love might then be seen as an action, and in relation to the capitalist state, one that is distinctly different from an exchange relation. Love is not a matter of possession or acquiescence in the capitalist mode, but instead, a simultaneously liberatory and remissive act.
On Absence and Distance
“How do I know what I think until I see what I say?” - E.M. Forster
