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The Floor and the Ceiling [ 3:12 ] Play Now | Play in Popup

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Previously, Brian Love, our Visiting Advice Columnist for 2007-2008, received the following questions: Dear Mr. Love, For years, after a rainstorm, upon seeing a great many worms displaced from the earth, I have had the compulsion to take each worm, one by one, and replace them back into the dirt. It has always been my [...]

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This Saturday is your eightieth birthday, which, as I’m sure you know, means that you are a Leo! The sign Leo is symbolized by the Lion, and your sign’s element is Fire. Leo is ruled by the Sun (Ode to Joy). You are highly dramatic and like to be center stage (How the Pope is [...]

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Today Weird Deer welcomes Brian Love to the screen. Mr. Love–an expert on many things including focacia bread, string theory, and Buffy the Vampire Slayer–has been awarded the post “Visiting Advice Columnist” for the year of 2007-2008. Mr. Love is prepared to answer any questions readers might have, from “Is there an easy, yet tasty, [...]

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One hundred years is a strange amount of time. A century. A long human life. A container for an era or two, some history, a house. A hundred years is still in the air, like a family story, or the taste of rhubarb. Forgotten for a time, but not by everyone, and not for long. [...]

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This poem is probably the most overtly autobiographical poem I’ve ever written, so it feels odd to write about its context, as the poem seems already transparently full of the context that created it. But I want to try to do so all the same if only because today the ceiling of my apartment has [...]

Philadelphia by Laura Solomon [ 11:23 ] Play Now | Play in Popup

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On Tuesday, when I got back from New York, I saw that a few of the buildings behind my apartment were gone. I knew they were on their way out, since a three-man demolition crew had begun work the week before I left–I had watched from my window as they nudged the buildings with a [...]

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Below are pictures of the latest foray into the art of trash-matching. I believe these examples may push this genre of art making to the limit and represent the latest advances of this exciting use of walking and picture-taking combined. I set out to actually match some trash on a beach in Mexico, but the [...]

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On Friday evening, after Eileen read at Bailey/Coy Books, I had planned to walk back home with Monica, watch a movie maybe, or perhaps just drink the half bottle of Vinho Verde I had bought earlier and drift into a stupor. It had been a weirdly taxing week—stupid details on top of a clinging despair [...]

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Have I told you about the Whistler of Northampton? He was supremely annoying, as—I’ve got to say it—all whistlers are. For example, the other day I was at the YMCA, in the men’s locker room, and this guy was just wailing away, wailing, almost like he was in some kind of serious distress and this [...]

Bhanu Kapil Reads from Incubation [ 5:24 ] Play Now | Play in Popup

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