War is loud and visible, during its conduct and after “official” ends. Does it get the last word?
War is loud and visible, during its conduct and after “official” ends. Does it get the last word?
A creative familiar object essay exploring my digital voice recorder and its role in preserving my dreams and fleeting thoughts over time, while also encouraging me to find my voice amidst the noise.
Brazil will hold a major election this October, yet why is there not much excitement from voters? An analysis of the polarizing era leading up to this important moment in Brazilian politics.
An original poem written over three weeks reflecting on the lingering feeling of existential dread throughout my teenage years and the paradoxical search for the ‘objective truth.’
Two men. Two ways the world must be.