The Witchery is an online witchcraft shop selling bowls, incense, powders, and spell kits — inspired by European and Slavic folk magic.
An excerpt from a recent poem by Laura A. Lord: “I could twist the tap and pull myself back until I’m only a few little drops / and then you could catch me in your hands like you used to do.”
Cosy Killer: The Murder Mystery Subscription Box
Cosykiller is not just a subscription box! Cosykiller is a storyline — with each box packed with clues, keepsakes, ciphers, and mementos to review and unravel to solve a murder.
Do You Wish You Were More Politically Outspoken? Nick Cave Responds.
“My songs sit in that liminal space between decided points of view.” On The Red Hand Files, his website of letters to fans, Nick Cave beautifully explains why his songs don’t have overt political messages.
A group of international volunteers who are using pioneering online research techniques to investigate world events — from Mexican drug lords and crimes against humanity, to tracking the use of chemical weapons and conflicts worldwide.
“everywhere whispers to us, a promise”
Can a poem be at once apocalyptic, utopian, and timely? Sam Crocker’s latest work at the Rising Phoenix Review sure sounds like all three.
The Code of Silence Ends Here
“You may not have the power to fire a bad cop, but you must make it clear to your unprofessional peers that racism and abuse of power are not tolerated. They make your job more difficult and they endanger your safety every day.”
A powerful essay by Sarah Bellamy, who, in the wake of George Floyd being murdered in her hometown, argues that we need to question how white bodies might be predisposed to rely on a racial inheritance that endangers the lives of others.
Sarah Cooper’s 10,000 Hours
“Befitting a 10,000 hour journey that constantly saw experimentation (tweeting, writing, drawing, open mics, stand-ups, acting) the groundwork was laid for Cooper’s next breakthrough via a new platform: Tik Tok.” Trung T. Phan examines the rise of comedian and Trump lip-sync master Sarah Cooper.
Beneath the black rocks
An essay on death, loss, and coronavirus: “The same unknown that makes me nurse the thought of my mother’s death, makes me think of the loneliness of everyone who died of the virus…. For decades, for the rest of their lives they will be imagining the last moments of the ones who left them.”
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