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Hamnet: Art Through Grief

Hamnet, both Zhao’s film and the 2020 novel by Maggie O’Farrell of the same name upon which the film is based, is a much quieter meditation on grief, reliant on the construction of Hamlet to do so.


More Book Reviews

The Sound of Miles

First, let me preface this review by noting that I am not big on the auditory; I use my ears but think with my eyes. I read before I listen.

Commentaries

Resisting Obsolescence

Confronted by a government with the power to exile readers into obsolescence, one must question: what do books represent that poses such a threat to a governing force? Other than simply generating knowledge, do books have the capacity to bestow power, evoke transformation, or embody hope?

Short Fiction

Patrol

He watched until the child reached its mother in the doorway. Then he shouldered the pack and continued down the gravel road.

Doll Parts

I hate it like I hate everything that’s Kennedy’s and not mine. Everything that’s got Ken when I don’t.

Bird Dancing

They said Albert could teach her the birds, so she would go with him to the marshes. They didn’t know she would learn how to fly out of her body.


Personal Essays

People We Meet Once

Most of our lives are composed of small exchanges, so brief they barely register as events. I thought memory belonged to the people who stayed. To friends, lovers, classmates, names saved in contacts. But slowly, quietly, strangers began proving me wrong.

(Re)Tracing Paths

There is a whole world out there, one which is changing me every day, one which I am determined to change in return. I stand in the doorway, and I move through it.

Interviews

Visuals

Art: Of the Places We’ll Go

The following two pieces are part of a four-piece series titled Of the Places We’ll Go. Death, Then Life, Arami Matevosyan You never claimed residency on earth. Somehow the idea of mortality was never enough—you wanted to live through the fruits of the next couple…

Artwork: Wakey Wakey

I’m not much of an artist—or really, any of an artist. I can’t draw, can barely read my own handwriting, and if I paint it looks like a bird took a technicolor shit. But I like Photoshop—the files, clicking, filters: it’s technical, but meritocratic. Here,…

Artwork: Baby Birds

Oh what soft sweet merriment That carries with it such a beauteous glint In the hearts of all those who feel its wonder To cross their paths to make them ponder On the love that dwells In their souls as deep as wishing wells Upon…



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