Category Archives: Art

The Ferris Wheel

Jane is sucking on her bottom lip. She does this when she is concentrating or afraid. When Jane was 8 her father fell off a cliff when he was hiking with her mother. He reached down for his water canister, slipped under the stiff afternoon sun. Jane has been scared of heights and the dry [...]

Just Down City

Text by Annie DeWitt, images by Jerome Jakubiec   My mother never said, Don’t Usher The Good Times In.  She never took the pot from my hand and said, Don’t Beat On It With A Stick.  Don’t Make Noise.  She never threw up the window shade and said, Don’t Look Out.  Or, I Remember Chilly [...]

A Valentine’s Day Soundtrack From ESP

    Love is War for Miles Aquarius Heaven… Blu and Exile (letter) (Quit it) Nat Adderley (Give me my month) Blake (Mike and the Sensations) Nico Jaar (Anything Goes/You used to think) Erica Pomerance (The Idea of Ancestry) Etheridge Knight Blue and Exile (Don’t be…) (Tia) Arthur Nunes Gonjasufi (Love of Reign) (Black Christ [...]

État de Siege

Harmony Holiday is a writer, dancer, and sound artist. Her debut collection of poems Negro League Baseball was published by Fence Books last year. Brian W. Rogers is an artist, writer, and musician whose work most recently appeared in the London group show “A Sunken Trembling Recalled Dimly.” Together they have teamed up to form État de Siege (ÉSP) [...]

Hard Core Books

My new favorite blog is Bookshelf Porn, created by Anthony Dever. It makes me feel better that I had over 40+ boxes of books when I recently moved and makes me think that daydreaming about what my next bookshelves will look like (I haven’t unpacked yet) or hoping someone will buy me a Sapien bookcase [...]

A Book by its Cover

Here is a nice and slightly creepy series of Polish book covers from the 1970s and 80s to provide you with some visual inspiration today, courtesy of But Does It Float. Seeing images like this and reading websites like The Book Cover Archive make me realize the beauty and importance of the physical book. Cover [...]

European Summer

Sommer in Europa Bären schleichen über gefrorenen Boden und kratzen an deiner Tür. Ihnen ist kalt und sie hören die Grille, die du um den Hals trägst. Gefangen in einem ausgehöhlten Kürbis. Immer auf deiner Haut. Warm und sicher. Ihr Zirpen erinnert dich an den Sommer. Die Enge und die Dunkelheit sind nur temporär, nur [...]