Orange

 10.07.2016 My favorite color used to be the white of The virgin snow peacefully resting atop A mountain in the Andes, or maybe the Alps Untouched by our species   But then I left the South in June And came North where the snow was long gone The warmer air gifting every color with a new life Yet slaughtering the apple of my eye   So I looked up to the cloudless sky Bereft of white, an indigo sea And, deprived of my dearest hue, readied myself To choose a new protégé   From the light blue of the velvet …

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My fault, my fault, my most grievous fault

A poem By REMEDY RYAN You can touch the cross around your neck all you want When has that ever saved anybody? Some days I kneel   and all I can feel is the strain in my spine and the carpet burn on my knees as I look up at the eucharist this is the body that was given up for you and wonder if I’ve ever believed anything all the way wonder when I started to think it was okay to wear shorts to church but hoc est corpus meum and if Jesus knows anything about this body then …

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Work of the Week

Worlds Teresa Rokos (2015) Acrylic and sharpie on canvas These three paintings are a series I did in my senior year of high school for my AP studio art portfolio. The idea was to represent the same thing in two different ways simultaneously, as it is seen or used or presented in different worlds. I hoped the contrast would highlight either the beauty or ugliness of the various forms, and I often used a modified self-portrait to represent the “first world” I knew so well. The first painting depicts facial markings. While visually similar, one set of markings is part …

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Brain Peace

A Poem By ABIGAIL KOERNER   Brain peace when I got what I wanted And had what had to be had and Done and did. Brain peace because Each step should be a leap and Each hill a mountain when I’m climbing up! “Take me away,” I’d ask But there is nothing to take In the deep, dark hole of a woman Where I sat and hugged my knees to my chest. Trapped in a bubble that I blew myself after Chewing and smacking that same piece of gum for hours… Until it finally popped. Then, I was just sitting. …

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A Mother’s Burning Fury in “Three Billboards”

A late take on “Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri” in a pre-Oscars review series. By: CLAIRE PARK   In Martin McDonagh’s “Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri,” Frances McDormand perfects the exquisitely subtle acrobatics of rage as Mildred Hayes, from the way she crunches on her nails as she surveys the billboards that will announce her crusade against the ineffectual police department, to the moment she wrests a fire extinguisher out of her son’s hands and lets loose the rawest, most gravelly scream I’ve ever heard. With the help of the quietly bold Red Welby, Ebbing’s advertising salesman, Mildred erects three …

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“The Shape of Water” and the Reality-Warping Magic of Love

A late take on Guillermo del Toro’s “The Shape of Water” in a pre-Oscars review series. By CLAIRE PARK In “The Shape of Water,” we are plunged into the green netherworld of early 1960’s Baltimore. Elisa Esposito (Sally Hawkins) is a cleaning woman at a government research facility. She falls in love with the newly imported “Asset,” a hulking blue-green amphibious creature (Doug Jones) plucked from South American waters, whose superhuman physicality might aid the United States in the space race against the Soviets and who the grittily vicious project supervisor Richard Strickland (Michael Shannon) tortures senselessly with a cattle …

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