A visual poem by Russell Bennetts and Colin Raff
Read MoreGlitch Feminism is about modes of experimentation beginning online before entering the world. The house of gender needs to be dismantled…
Read MoreBefore her coffee, my mom was all body and no voice. She’d walk to the kitchen in silence, looking extra thin.
Read MoreAs far as your questions goes, I’m going to have to defer the question the same way I defer my loans: indefinitely.
Read MoreI’d rather stick a needle in my eye than drink a really strong coffee. Coffee is made when the devil passes water. Tea, however, is the true blood of the living God.
Read MoreWhen I was three I’d toddled into our kitchen and spied my older sister lifting a steaming cup of chocolate-colored brew to her lips and I’d begged – begged – for a taste. It was likely something 1960s and horrible, like Folgers with some powdered creamer.
Read MoreI might be the last person you should ask about St. Paul coffee in general. On an ordinary day I make do with drip Folger’s at home and distilled sludge at the office.
Read MoreThere are eight different common types of coffee and eight different types of poems.
Read MoreGod save our gracious Sea Flower of Scotland!
Her Kilt rising from Hoy to Hoy
The gulls rising and falling, o, Boy
Forewarned is forearmed. Over a century ago, Sigmund Freud embarked upon an extended exploration of totem, taboo, and obsessional neurosis. Though he made extensive use of ethnographic and folkloric material as foils for his analyses of anxiety disorders prevalent among contemporary Viennese, at the outset of Totem and Taboo, Freud exhorted his fellow scientists to take care, for
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