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Two alleys down from the bodega, where I found you that time. Under the defunct, overturned hot tub that once or twice served as your roof.
By Natalie KuszSeptember 2019For the past two years Doug Winter has been photographing and interviewing people at Loaves & Fishes in Sacramento, California. The charity’s mission is to feed the hungry and shelter the homeless, but it also tries to meet less tangible needs for “love, acceptance, respect, and friendship.”
By Doug WinterApril 2019March 2019The real question is: How sturdy and solid is the floor our civilization stands on? How many lives with no prospects, shattered and senseless, can it bear the weight of before it cracks?
Christa Wolf, City of Angels: Or, The Overcoat of Dr. Freud
Featuring Luis Rodríguez, Malidoma Somé, Julia Butterfly Hill, and more.
March 2019After a few failed attempts to have conversations with friends who could not keep their eyes off their screens for more than ten minutes, I began taking photographs of people lost inside their phones.
By Gianpaolo La PagliaMarch 2019I imagine them sending me to live with a family that is not my own. I have protected my parents for as long as I’ve been alive. If someone comes after them, I have teeth.
By T Kira MaddenMarch 2019If we focus on people who are using opiates . . . we can say there’s an upsetting, awful addiction problem with them, over there, and deal with it in a prohibitive manner. In this way we minimize our vast social problems.
By Jari ChevalierMarch 2019At 3 AM my eyes snap open. It’s been about fifteen hours since my last fix, and I’m already edging into withdrawal. With a sigh I get out of bed and head down to the basement to make a cup of tea from my store of opium poppies.
By Alan CraigOctober 2018Featuring Akhim Yuseff Cabey, Ross Gay, Charlotte D. Staelin, and more.
September 2018My dad’s name was Ed, but his friends called him Eddie. In old photos he is Jack Nicholson handsome, with devilish good looks and a mischievous gleam in his eye. I can see why my mom fell for him.
By Christi ClancyApril 2018Personal, political, provocative writing delivered to your doorstep every month—without a single ad.
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