|take a seat and read, baby|
In this site of stories of faith from Muslim women, a powerful memory of a woman's dying baby, and her strong mother by Sabina Kahn-Ibarra.
You all KNOW I've sung this song, right here on Flux. The Nasty, Backstabbing and Miserable World of the Suburban Mom
L'Ren Scott's suicide and the tragic side of city's glitzy scene. A powerful testament to what hiding in plain sight does to a person.
I am absolutely head over heels in love with Vivian Maier's photographs and story of anonymous life and art and death. Her photos make me want to cry and love and see and write. Her photos make me feel a dark and timeless pang over the human condition, over mortality, the way time marches on so relentlessly. Please take the time to look through the portfolios on the site. You won't regret it.
Just one more reason to love Lena Dunham. Not that I needed one.
Well this is interesting. Bullet, an analog note-taking system for the digital age. YES.
In The Millions, an essay to fall into. A Physics of the Heart: On Grief, M-Theory, and Skippy Dies by Kalpana Narayanan
Did you know that John Lee Hooker is one of my favorite all time musicians? And that this song is one of my favorite songs? And that the blues have a huge place in the room of my heart?