like any good festival, chale wote has its beauty and grace and culture, but what i found to be different at chale wote is the call to be bold. the boldness to try alternative art formats in such a mainstream space, the boldness to take up space, to make noise.
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It had been only days since the one-year anniversary of Aaron Bushnell’s self-immolation and death — and so I ran across the street, aflame in my brown jalabiya, one of the many existential thoughts unraveling in my mind was if Aaron, in those minutes of searing, unimaginable heat, regret setting himself on fire.
Read MoreIn no particular order, selected readings/listening from February.
Read MoreA selection of nine films, articles, and podcasts that I...
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