Hubris
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Artist Rosalind Forster’s Moveable Feast
“Every now and then, you discover a new artist and, through her work, a whole new way of seeing the world. I had such an experience when I came across the work of…
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Fire & Ice: Heat & Hatred
Planetary Hospice “In the article in Pressenza, we learn that Swiss Re suggests six strategies for addressing climate change. Not surprisingly, we also learn that the Trump administration is not interested in any…
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Addison & The Women (Best of Hubris)
“When I first got into cartooning, I’m embarrassed to admit my goal was to become rich and famous, and to own a 1963 silver Jaguar E Type roadster and an ostentatious beach house…
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The Silences of Paula Goff
“Quiet, unassuming, and marginalized—a country-woman from the mill village of Olympia, where she began and ended her life, Goff was only one of several women I knew there whose worlds were upended, whose…
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Tell Me What You Ate (Best of Hubris)
“One day, though, I had an epiphany. I must have been about twelve or 13, and my classmate Doris had asked me over for Sunday lunch. They had no servants and her mother…
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AI Doesn’t Get Leisure . . . or Does It?
Off the Page By Dr. Jason Page “As a recreation therapist with a growing familiarity with AI, I initially dismissed its ability to understand leisure—that quintessentially human space between obligations. Yet after witnessing…
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A Provincial New Zealand Childhood (or, What I Did in the War)
Singing & Drowning By Janet Kenny “When I was young, I believed that nothing ever happened to people in small towns. Only growth and pain. Life and death. I traveled around the world…
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The Poetry of Worthy Evans
“Stuck? Here is a little apartment where the coffee got cold/and the woman of his dreams sits up in bed/eating hangover ravioli while this man rewrites instructions/on how to load a website full…
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Bison Wool
“These were clearly wild bison, at home again in the wild. And they’ve already transformed the place—new trails winding through the woods, droppings everywhere, tufts of fine brown underfur tangled in trees, wallows…