From Mohammed El-Kurd’s Perfect Victims and the Politics of Appeal (Haymarket): ...

Think of a seashell. Don’t think of a conch. In fact, forget, for now, about univalve mollusks entirely. Think of Shell, the ...

There were dance studios and barre studios and running clubs and cryotherapy spas and local YMCA chapters and kickboxing ...

On the basketball court with the teens, I was touched by a terrifying time-suspension—an encounter immune from the numbing ...

(a caveat prescribed by Roman laws).

You wonder who in the world are the people who actually use stool cards. They’re the very same scum who sell drugs to little kids in school yards.

It’s the tail end of January, the month of resolutions made and broken, gym memberships purchased and fitness classes left ...

Before the sweat, before the bench press, before the sauna, before the shower, before placing my hand around a man, inside a man, around his throat so desperate for my hand, I take off my ring. While ...

My running diary is a stack of 8 ½ x 11” papers printed with a calendar grid. The small boxes demand brevity. Cryptic penciled notes represent dates, times, distances, elevations, routes, and ...