Self-care Soup: Mars Roundhouse Kicks in the Door to the Tune of 90’s House Music

Self-care Soup is a short column where Moriah Mylod and M. Perle talk about vibes in the ether and self-care strategies.   M. Perle: Aries season is a time when we think about our power. What it’s like, how we use it, where can it get us. We can misuse power, but let’s think about how we can…not do that. In my book rec of the month I cite an instant DIY classic: Sandhya Rani Jha’s Transforming Communities: How People Like You are Healing Their Neighborhoods. Power can mean saying, “I’m gonna just do it myself!” Mercury is in retrograde … Continue reading Self-care Soup: Mars Roundhouse Kicks in the Door to the Tune of 90’s House Music

Found: A Letter for the Art of Love and Colors by Paul Michael Whitfield

Dear, In Safe and Sound,   I write as the crow flies—ashore, on the hard. Something’s happened, my friend. I’m aground, at liberty, and I think you must know. You’re on a run, of course, and a leg from the vanishing angle. There’s nothing so much to say, after all. A sliding pond across the pond, to think of it! And so, I write to you, the manifest all theirs. I was leadsman and three sheets to the wind after a jump. The shifting tides felt like wild gleams, and yelling, “La mal du siècle est le fin de siècle!” … Continue reading Found: A Letter for the Art of Love and Colors by Paul Michael Whitfield

Playing ‘Exquisite Corpse’ By Myself by M. Perle

    “And it kills me, the word sorry. As if something like music   should be forgiven. He nuzzles into the wood like a lover,   inhales, and at the first slow stroke, the crescendo      seeps through our skin like warm water, we   who have nothing but destinations, who dream of light    but descend into the mouths of tunnels, searching.” from Ocean Vuong’s “Song on the Subway”   “I am trying to check my habits of seeing, to counter them for the sake of a greater freshness. I am trying to be unfamiliar with what I’m doing.” Susan Sontag, As Consciousness … Continue reading Playing ‘Exquisite Corpse’ By Myself by M. Perle

Auxochrome-Chromophore by Anindita Bhattacharya

Do you believe in a love that informs, enriches, and encourages creativity? What is the purpose of love, if not to uplift us, becalm us, and embalm our broken spirits? We do not want to be crippled and asphyxiated in love, we must be able to soar; our spirits must be free. Two women, two artists, and two lovers from two disparate corners of the world decided to redefine love. Their love for their respective partners was so great that they were ready to efface themselves. What is so uncanny is that they lived, loved, and worked in two very … Continue reading Auxochrome-Chromophore by Anindita Bhattacharya

DARK MATTERS: NAKED by Moriah M. Mylod

I will not work for Physicality I will work for Experience not Things Things are nice, but useless Because they all end up disappearing In the Wrong Hands The Light that disowns the Evil Places Inside each Vessel Is your obsession based on Love? Who is your Authority? And to acknowledge the Dark is to bring to Light To face Yourself in bareness That was absent of The World before Naked thy enter Naked thy depart Naked thy return  Mixed media by MMM Continue reading DARK MATTERS: NAKED by Moriah M. Mylod

To Love Edward Said by James Carraghan

I must confess to my own sins here: there is a small part of me that has fallen in love with Edward Said. I do not mean this in the sense that I admire his scholarship and think of him as a role model (though that is very much the case). I mean that I have actually fallen in love with this man—the way that Patti Smith wrote about falling in love with the poet Rimbaud, who died many years before she was even born. Even as I confess to this, I wonder if I am falling into the trap … Continue reading To Love Edward Said by James Carraghan