Poetry
Dead Black Men
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Paul KillebrewPaul Killebrew was born and raised in Nashville, Tennessee, where he currently works for a judge.
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Party hats for Marx and Lenin
By Paul Mattick
OCT 2017 | Field Notes
By a curious coincidence, 2017 marks a pair of anniversaries: that of the publication of the first volume of Karl Marx’s Capital 150 years ago, and that of the October Revolution which in 1917 ushered in the USSR.
SEAN DONOVAN with Sara Farrington
MAY 2019 | Theater
The Reception is this hypnotic dance theater piece about an eerily unraveling party where guests nightmarishly repeat stories and gestures, stopping short when they hear the room creak, like ship rigging ready to snap. I fell in love with The Reception, felt lucky to watch it develop over three years.
LARISSA VELEZ-JACKSON with Mike Stinavage
JUL-AUG 2019 | Dance
Since I clasped hands and danced with an elder named Marta during the dance party that ends Zapatografía/Shoegraphy, I’ve kept an eye on the choreographer: interdisciplinary artist Larissa Velez-Jackson. On an afternoon threatened by thunderstorms, we sat at a street café and spoke about injury/healing, working-artistry, and her Star Crap Method as components of her past products and ongoing processes.
Gone Runt
By Erica KentFEB 2019 | Fiction
I’m twelve at the neighborhood block party. The band jams. Bales of hay are scattered around a little platform stage. Kids sway around the edges. Grown ups laugh and drink. Little kids run and race their bikes, jacked up on cotton candy.
