Every Living Creature
When a massive Caribbean volcano erupts, the island’s residents flee, leaving their beloved animals behind. As pets and livestock are engulfed in ash and penned in by lava, waiting to perish, three brave souls risk death and evade the law to save every last one. A modern-day Noah’s Ark.
The Good Bad Wives of Ozark and House of Cards
What if a TV antihero and his wife were partners instead of rivals? Sara Fredman’s second installment in this series explores the marriages and antihero teams in Netflix’s Ozark and House of Cards.
Beauty Tips From My Dead Sister
“You can design your face for years, paint it like an artist, but in death they’ll mess up your makeup. Wipe off that garish mask with damp cotton balls. Redo my look: Shadow my eyes, gloss my lips, apply some highlights and shimmer. My face will be too thin, the skin stripped of glow; the eyes will look snuffed out. Make it pretty enough to say goodbye to.”
The Human Costs of Kamala Harris’s War on Truancy
Columbine Survivors Talk About the Wounds That Won’t Heal
Sometimes it feels like it happened yesterday. Other times it’s as if it happened to someone else. She has told the story of that day so many times now that it doesn’t even feel like it’s her story anymore. It’s just something she knows, something she might have picked up anywhere, a scrap of ancient history or pop trivia. I’ll take American Mass Shootings for a thousand, Alex.
On Black Difficulty
“There are many ways to be “difficult” in this world: stubborn, demanding, inconvenient, complex, troublesome, baffling, illegible. Black womanhood is where they overlap.”
Berlin’s Radical Housing Activists Aren’t Afraid of Expropriations
“It’s a positive sign that our enemies are scared…Unfortunately, however, we are not dealing here with the return of socialism.”
On the Trail of the Robocall King
One man; some auto-dialing software; 96,758,223 illegal robocalls.
The Leaves, They Never Stop Falling
A personal essay in which Colin Dickey remembers a departed friend and a tree that won’t die.
When Mountains Were Ugly
The lair of witches and ghouls before they became an Instagrammer’s delight, mountains are where we go to find a little distance, a little fear, a little magic.
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