THE DEATH OF AMERICAN MONOCULTURE
There was a time in America that we all had similar shared experiences. Landmark events in time that you remember the exact moment: where you were, your age, what grade you were in. This was a time when something would happen and the next day, the entire classroom or office would be talking about it
WE’RE ALL RIVERS (YOU DON’T KNOW ME, ANYONE, OR YOURSELF)
Don’t ever tell me you know me. Like, how reckless of you to say something like that. “Oh, I know him very well.” Yeah right. No. See, I don’t take it upon myself to assume that I really know anyone, because people change. People evolve & they could be one version of themselves w
Inside the Lucid Domain of KM Grant
Every writer comes to the page carrying something; the need to name what was never given language. I’ve always said that writing is the greatest form of human expression and at its most honest, is not particularly about output. It’s about staying. Staying present. Staying alive and stayi
A Pop-Culture History of Hentai
In 1814, the ukiyo-e master Katsushika Hokusai published an erotic woodblock print of a woman entwined in the arms of two octopuses. Fast forward to 2023, and “hentai”, the catchall term for X-rated anime and manga ranked as the most-searched term on the world’s largest porn website. How did J
PBS Kids Raised Us (90s Babies) Different
There’s something about PBS Kids that just hits different for those of us who grew up in the 90s. It holds a special place in our hearts. Now, it wasn’t the flashiest channel. It didn’t have the best graphics/animations or the coolest commercials (because, well, it had no commercia
The Oral Continuum: A Comprehensive Historiography of Spoken Word
The evolution of spoken word as a primary medium of expression within the African Diaspora is not a modern phenomenon but rather the continuation of an ancient, complex oral continuum. This tradition functions as a sophisticated living archive where the voice serves as a vessel for history, genealog
Dancing with the Devil By Dianne Foote
Darkness swallowed meThe ache of emotionless loveWas extinguishing my life forceAs I forced myself to keep breathing.Living wasn’t important anymoreI was at death’s door.With no desire to turn away,No desire for another day.It seemed the fight would now begin,My soul for ??????An eternit