What comes after Post-Modernism?
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Off the L Train – A Selection of Photographs by Brian Oscar Ouk
Brian Oscar Ouk is a photographer based out of Brooklyn, NY. He’s a believer in Charlie Bucket, Holden Caulfield, and Bobby Fischer. He enjoys twice baked potatoes and is colorblind. *** To see more of Brian’s work, be sure to visit his website: www.oscarouk.com
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Understanding an Artist II: David of Shanghai by M. Pitter
张军伟 or David is a Chinese painter currently living and working in Shanghai. *** Among the tree-lined avenues of west Shanghai’s old French Concession, lives an artist who goes by the name of David. Surrounded by his paintings, his jars of tea and soft music fitting within the qualitative confines of soft and delightful, he…
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Single Malt Express by Brooke Trealout
Brooke Trealout is studying theatre at The University of Toronto at Mississauga. She has a love-hate relationship with knitting, and enjoys grocery shopping more than anyone should. Single Malt Express Grandeur’s address is the pub nearest to your flat.
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Boston Shutter Speed: A Selection of Photographs by Joe Difazio
Joe Difazio is a photographer, writer, and videographer based in the Boston area. His goal is finding the interesting things in the every day. *** To see more of Joe Difazio’s work, be sure to visit his blog: http://bearandtheworld.blogspot.com.
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And the river makes no sound for you…by G. Mramor
Because the river makes no sound for you, it can only wake, like the past walking with you, going before you. Because how many memories must you remember to get it out of you? Who was like a mother to your love and a name to all the quiet of your living. Who was a…
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The Trade… by Brittney Bullock
We traded seasons, passing them back and forth like notes in class, like old times. I would chase the summer like a dog at play and beg you to hold on to winter, just a little longer, I’d pray. We both knew how mild New Zealand winters could be, or I knew, compared to back…
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Colleges Across America Have Career Centers But No Life Centers – Poem by J.Gawrych
what are you going to do? what are you going to do? what are you going to do? what are you going to do? if there were a dollar for every time i got asked that question all my debt would be resolved and nothing would really matter at that point. people my age have…
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