Solo things, sad things alone, fresh things headed for destruction in the dark, the loneliness of months of confinement against disease, harm to others, one’s own death, this is what these five photographs represent. In a word: unease.
Author: Sarah Leamy
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Ichthyosaur (looking)
BIO: Adria Bernardi is the author of a collection of essays, Dead Meander, and two novels, Openwork and The Day … More
Italy
As we approach the bus station, which isn’t a building at all but a loop in the road with a small sign, we don’t see anyone. If during the vacation I need to dump a body I think I’ve found my spot.
Cutout
The atmosphere is lively. Runners drop heavily onto benches: a figure, a garment, the smell of perspiring bodies—gross! You enjoy it.
Sunset in Skerries, Ireland
Meg Freer grew up in Montana, where her father passed on his love of photography. She now lives in Kingston, … More
Moving Mountains
Tristan Marajh Feature Photo: “Kili is a shy mountain,” a local told me. I did not know what this meant. … More
Wanderlust 