Limbo

A Nearby Town

Pamela Carter

I know a woman who imagines hauling
horrible thoughts from a posterior location
within her skull—where she hears these fester—

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In their new home, the notions, daylit
from larger windows and an eastern exposure,
gleam in brighter tones.

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Enter a cleaner oxygen.

 

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to her frontal lobe, like a mover
with a box-loaded dolly, her […]

A Nearby Town2022-12-29T15:52:12+00:00

Atmosfear


Atmosfear

by Seigar

This collage series explores the concepts of cancel culture, censorship, control, propaganda, and the manipulation of the media and social networks. The intention is to show, expose and denounce these dangerous issues, and the need to fight for freedom. The inspiration can be found in the situations people are experiencing in their everyday life and the vigilant processes of personal data. Pop images of hard oppressions and clear statements were used to reinforce the atmosphere of fear. […]

Atmosfear2022-12-29T15:52:41+00:00

Limbo Collection


Limbo

by Bruno Manfredi

1) The Baptism: fee minutes after to get out from the limbo.
Photographer my uncle Carlo Vacchieri the priest.
My father and me
1951
My restauration.
2) Gustav Dore 1832 1883 claasical/romantic Limbo
Studying Dante Alighieri at the high school. Getting out from the childhood.
You can found the image everywhere.
It’s a photo of myne from a book […]
Limbo Collection2022-12-29T15:52:57+00:00

How We Move to Light


How We Move to Light

by Emily Calvo

Watercolor on Paper 14 x 10

About the Artist

A visual artist, poet, and author, Emily Thornton Calvo often merges her poetry with her art. She’s exhibited at the Elmhurst Art Museum, August House Gallery, Gallery 1070, the Art Center Highland Park, and others. She’s performed poems at Loyola University and the Art Institute of Chicago through the Poetry […]

How We Move to Light2022-12-29T15:53:13+00:00

Reflection Amid Chaos


Reflection Amid Chaos

by Emily Calvo

Water Color 10×8

About the Artist

A visual artist, poet, and author, Emily Thornton Calvo often merges her poetry with her art. She’s exhibited at the Elmhurst Art Museum, August House Gallery, Gallery 1070, the Art Center Highland Park, and others. She’s performed poems at Loyola University and the Art Institute of Chicago through the Poetry Foundation. Her work has […]

Reflection Amid Chaos2022-12-29T15:53:24+00:00

The Words

Allie Coppola

I’m in the place where words can’t reach me. I come here sometimes. When words become superfluous I return to the room with no windows and I close the door. It is underground and smells of must. It’s dark and cold and moldy. I’m allergic to it all. I cannot hear when I am told it will get better. In the dark room of the sad place, do not try to speak to me; I cannot hear your words. All I have are […]

The Words2022-12-29T15:55:15+00:00

Mouse in the House

Jim Ross

Until the doctor fixed my left ear, it couldn’t hear. The minus, was not hearing. The plus,  was not hearing.  

I can give you an example of a minus. I have to sleep on my right side most nights, even though sleeping on the left side is supposedly better for digestion. Sleeping on the right feels better with my back the way it is. That means that the pillow snugly embracing my downside ear (that’s the right one) muffles any noise. And the upside ear (that’s […]

Mouse in the House2022-12-29T15:55:25+00:00

Waiting, January to January

Marie H Curran

I’m not sure where to begin. Ten years ago, or weeks ago.

Both were Januarys.

The January of ten years ago began with a head cold, and January 2022 began with a desire to avoid a head cold.

Ten years ago, when the then head cold rolled in and worsened, and I began struggling to stay awake at my accounting job, I ended up at my GP’s surgery. A place I wasn’t overly accustomed to. As one GP had said only weeks […]

Waiting, January to January2022-12-29T15:55:32+00:00

An Invisible Wake

Julie Wittes Schlack

A mobile in motion leaves an invisible wake behind it, or rather, each element leaves an individual wake behind its individual self … a slow, gentle impulse.

–Alexander Calder, 1973

Feet and knees aching like an old woman’s, I’m seated in the Boston Museum of Fine Arts exhibit titled “Hyman Bloom: Matters of Life and Death.” It’s my first visit since my mother died.

I’d come to see the photographs in the Howard Greenberg Collection, a stunning collection of 447 […]

An Invisible Wake2022-12-29T15:55:39+00:00

Land’s End

Kate Hunneyball

I saw the job listing taped to a lamppost at Land’s End. It seemed like a strange place for an ad, but I figured they must be trying to catch people at their lowest, right before they jumped off the cliffs. And I was definitely at my lowest. After four months of unemployment, I was about ready to apply for a job in telesales. So, when I saw the flyer that read “Human Sacrifice urgently needed. £12 an hour”, I couldn’t believe my luck. £12 is way […]

Land’s End2022-12-29T15:54:11+00:00
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