MILK

A collage depicting a body tainted in violet color, with two legs, one arm, blond curls and a trunk that morphs into small planets, floating on the background of a piece of wood in a bright starlit sky.

KUNDALINI YOGA DEMYSTIFIED

Bhajan’s sexual and emotional abuse does not stand alone, but is linked to a much larger system of abuse of power. And this system pervaded all areas of his personality, including his teachings.

An image of a social distancing messaging sticker in the Berlin subway. The decal features 3 corgis in outline, indicating the appropriate distance.

During a time that transmuted touch into a mere theoretical, that differentially and differently affected the people around me, I felt an impulse to gather together—an attempt at a grand, unified theory of the sensory, particularly of touch.

An illustrated image of shooting stars, with a band of lighter color around the edge. The image is in blues and purples.

Runaway

A new poem by Samantha Bohatsch.

This is a photo of Hester the dog. She is lying on a grassy bank nearby a river or a lake. Her shadow is cast over the grass and she’s looking at the water intently.

Diaries of a Bitch in Heat

Apparently it could happen any day now. I’m not sure what to feel. Excitement? Sure, but for what? For the one heat I will ever have, which probably will not result in sex?

An image of four panels from a scene in the film Notting Hill, with Julia Roberts saying, I'm also just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her. The panels are desaturated, and a repeated motif of an outline of a red eye and iris, with a flame-shaped pupil in red.

Implies, Presupposes, Begets

Sex scares me because it requires me to trust that someone can treat me with respect, despite the ways society has robbed me of my self-regard.

Scared Active

You never know how someone is going to interpret you checking in on them. When Miguel texted back that he was fine, I shouldn’t worry, I sent back a peace sign emoji –something I have never sent before in my entire life.

A grid of eight photos. Each of the photos shows the same person, dressed as the Virgin Mary and in typical poses of holy figures. Through the self-assembled clothing and details like an egg in a mouth, the photos appear ironic.

Letters to Pope Francis

Have you ever felt like you are capable of performing miracles? Have you ever wished for widespread recognition of such a miracle? Have you been looking to connect with other miracle-makers in your local area?

Acedia: A Dustiness of the Heart

It’s the fourth century A.D. You’re a monk in the Egyptian desert, and you live in a hut not far from other monks. Every day you get up at dawn to pray, and you spend most of the rest of your day either praying or weaving baskets.

A negative image of a dark blue watercolor drawing. It is a landscape panorama showing a small village with a church in the middle. Above the village there are thick stormy clouds.

The Dancing Plague

Saint Ulrich of Zell’s day, in the year of our Lord 1518. Strasbourg. On this fine morning I walked into the market with Herr Troffea, when suddenly my feet started tapping to a rhythm I ignored. Tap tap tap.

A black line drawing on a white background by Andres Aragoneses, featuring the silhouettes of two heads, facing one another closely. The silhouette in the foreground is decorated with wavy lines, positioned with its mouth close to the ear of the silhouette in the background, which is decorated with dots around where the voice of the front head might be whispering or breathing.

What’s always among us: A letter to the dance floor

“Let’s face it. We’re undone by each other. And if we’re not, we’re missing something. This seems so clearly the case with grief, but it can be so only because…