And soon was Aurora riddled and rooted, / with an affliction so sly, soft, and smoothed. / We sent our Aurora to the Kingdom of Delirium.
All by Danielle Amorim
Blame It On Bianca Del Rio
Ru Paul’s Drag Race – a show that has it all. It’s like a combination of America’s Next Top Model, Project Runway, and all the talent shows around the world. Its talented Roy Haylock, who is also better known as the drag queen, comedian, actor, and costume designer, Bianca Del Rio, was the winner of season six.
A Mystical Travel Guide to Scotland
I’ve spent the last five months in Scotland as part of an exchange student program, and it could have well been that my experience of Scotland would’ve been limited to the majestic city of Glasgow…
June 17th 1978
Sometimes Irene Carvalho wondered if she was brought into this world only to see herself fade.
While everyone around her went about their normal lives as mundane shapes and colours, she remained still, and somehow untouched by the moving of time...
A Cidade Da Luz
“I don’t understand what she has against some culture. I mean the lady drags us half way across the world and expects us to sit in our hotel room or go to shopping malls. I get that she’s about to divorce Richard and wants to blow all his money before the shit hits the fan, but I feel like…We should even try to absorb some of this culture or like even pretend like there’s a shred of authenticity about us.”
Most news out there, news that reaches Finland anyway, revolves around how handsome Justin Trudeau is, how even Ivanka Trump and Duchess Catherine can’t help swooning over him. Long story short, the main focus is on his looks, not his accomplishments or shortcomings.
I Left It In Myles Bay
I needed It to stay away. I was so scared of It coming back. I’d kept It away by thinking of happy times and happy moments. Each one gave me only so much time. It ate away at my joyous memories and eventually burned through them like fuel. But I knew. There was one place, with memories too good, a place where every room rang with laughter and held the warmth of sun rays in the floor, a place where I had always been happy.
An album creates a whole; a collection of songs that together tell a story much wider and complex than they would alone. It feels like nowadays I just tend to listen to individual songs and kind of miss the big picture that an artist or a band is creating with the whole of an album. But every now and then I’m lucky enough to stop, take a moment, and listen to the whole story instead of just hearing the beginning.
My hands are sweaty, My heart beats too fast (not fluttering like the wings of a bird but
thumping like stones being thrown into water).