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Dear Galactic Living (From the Dystopian Letters)
For our pastime we go to the Zero-G Room and do a lot of fun things.
Arts & Culture, The Litro Blog
Dear Rap Music (from the Dystopian Letters)
You started surveying in New York amongst poor Blacks who brought their blues, jazz, and spirituals to the city of rectangular skyscrapers.
Arts & Culture, The Litro Blog
Dear Northern Hemisphere (from the Dystopian Letters)
In the Americas, your start was bloody. It was based on the dispossession and genocide of the Natives as your men in long pants cackled in English, Portuguese, Spanish, French.
Dear Africa (from the Dystopian Letters)
With flashes from the camera phones incessant, the tourists take photo after photo of us, our talents, and the wonders on exhibit.
Arts & Culture, Essays, The Litro Blog
Dear Corporate State (from the Dystopian Letters)
We ride the trains incessantly, and they in reality go nowhere. They circle the 500 square miles of our city that has few trees but clean air.
Arts & Culture, Essays, The Litro Blog
Dear Pandemic (from the Dystopian Letters)
Everything is closed. The offices that tower to the sky in the skyscrapers, the schools, churches, restaurants, theaters, public gathering places of all sorts.
Jim Crow, White Fanaticism, American Fascism
a text that situates the Jim-Crow-era South in the United States within a context of fascism despite the historical use of the euphemism Jim Crow