'Jean Hatzfeld returned to the former Yugoslavia and was severely wounded by gunfire in June 1992'.
I was sitting on a pile of plaster and rubble on a street corner in front of one of the few apartment blocks–this part of Vukovar consisted mostly of the lime-green houses the town was so fond of–listening to an old man telling me stories about the Second World War. The clouds had rolled over an…
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‘The anglophone world, we have to infer, has run out of words for its own feelings.’
Daisy Hildyard on the wisdom of scarecrows.
‘What is the read receipt for?’
Lillian Fishman on texting, power and the ethics of leaving a friend on read.
‘Like pretty much everyone who uses the internet, I have seen many terrible things that I did not search for and that I cannot unsee.’
Rosanna McLaughlin on what the internet thinks she wants.
‘I have a pathological addiction to the internet, which I indulge with the excuse of making art. It rarely translates to anything good and mostly leaves me overstimulated and afraid.’
Paul Dalla Rosa on excess and the internet.
‘rumors of bees on speedwell, / no oxidative stress just / effortless pollination’
Two poems by Sylvia Legris.
