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I must admit, I was incredibly selfish before I had my daughter. As many—too many…
Pyrocumulus clouds rise above fires that burn with special intensity. The clouds are multi-colored—shades of…
I remember every moment of my mother’s fury—rare, but terrifying—when she felt that her children…
The unmasked lead their gaggles of unmasked children into Target. They walk out pushing red…
Handal collapses the borders between surrealism and realism, the cinematic and the ordinary. And the use of repetition amplifies her global beats.
MONDAY 3:27 PM MONDAY 4:13 PM MONDAY 4:20 PM MONDAY 5:01 PM ~ TUESDAY 3:18…
There’s a certain smell I associate with fall, a crispness that carries melancholy. These fleeting…
On those afternoons when I feel most fraught, broke as a joke, I breathe with the trees. Yes,…