Personal Essays

Abeona Diaries: Summer in Oakland

by Renata Doll | Oct 7, 2016

The summer is already in full bloom in Oakland during the first days of June. It’s always a little warmer here than it is in San Francisco and here is where I am spending my last few days in America for a while. So much has happened in the past six weeks. I’ve...

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Obscure Sorrows: Lachesisim

Lachesism – n. The desire to be struck by disaster—to survive a plane crash, to lose everything in a fire, to plunge over a waterfall—which would put a kink in the smooth arc of your life, and forge it into something hardened and flexible and sharp, not just a...

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Taming The Muse

“It comes from a place that no one commands and no one conquers…” Leonard Cohen is addressing the Spanish audience at the Prince of Asturias Awards. He is explaining, in his deeply charming and humble manner, how he finds his inspiration. “In other words”, he...

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Obscure Sorrows: Onism

onism – n. the frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time. As described in The Dictionary Of Obscure Sorrows. It’s the warm coloured stone of Greek churches. It’s the restful aureate light that everything here...

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Sarah Crowder’s lists; people I grew up with

I’ve lived in at least twenty different houses in my life, but one has felt more like home than any other; a semi detached council house on a council estate in a tiny Surrey village. I moved there when I was five years old and we had to move away when I was...

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Wild horses are going to drag me away

This piece is an amalgamation of a couple of pieces I wrote for our Amtrak zine which you can buy from us here or from Pioneer’s Press here (Pioneer’s press should be cheaper shipping than us if you are in the USA) Marfa’s a tiny city in far West...

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An Ode To…Disconnecting

As I write this, I am balancing on a rock at the edge of a Montana forest. It’s around 2pm. The sun is strong here at this time of day. To avoid it, I have nestled into a formation of rocks which faces a large valley of trees, most of which are perished and dry...

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The Novel Cure

Originally featured in The Saatchi Gallery’s Art & Music Magazine My mother taught me very early on that a life full of books equals a well insured soul, so I never have the slightest hesitation in recommending reading to friends who are in need of hopeful...

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