Encounters with Anonymous: Ars Brevis, Vita Longa
Omar Willey returns to thinking about art via anonymous photographs in his latest column.
Sunday Comics
Talking like a jerk, except you are an actual jerk and living proof that Sunday Comics are mean. Present company expect it, they just laugh it off; it’s better than it seems.
Sunday Comics
In a Sunday drizzle on Cuban heels, I rowed down the gutter to the blood bank and I’d left all my Comics on the Ticonderoga and was in a bad need of a shave.
Sunday Comics
The sun kisses the morning dew, just the way that I’m kissing you. The Sunday Comics are sweet harmony, teaching the free world how to be free.
Sunday Comics
I like to hide behind my glasses when I feel uptight. I like to hide behind my glasses when I’m reading the Sunday Comics — so I can give you all dirty looks and you won’t know what I’m thinking.
Sunday Comics
But I have heard of ways where people topple all injustice…and all bigotry is like a disease drowned in the sea, and all can read the Sunday Comics
Sunday Comics
Our Sunday turns on a Comics stream, gut with no mosquito bite. Rabid kisses in a dream,
still we can’t escape the site. There’s no sleep for fury eyes.
Sunday Comics
Our love is the size of these Comics on Sunday; our love is the size of this hospital room, you’re my hospital groom. The ring on my finger so tight it turns blue — a constant reminder I’ll die in this room, if you die in this room.
Densho’s Online Photo Collection: Occupation-Era Japan—and Japanese-American Internment
Ted Akimoto’s photos document the postwar occupation of Japan and Korea — and are free to use at Densho. Nevin Thompson writes.
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