During the first weeks of lockdown, the thought of exercising my right to one walk per day never even crossed…
Adventures Misremembered
I don’t remember being so peculiar. Perhaps this is because I have always remembered myself as incredibly sophisticated and unbelievably…
Why Pop Culture is a Classic(s) Matter: The Persistence of Heroic Culture in Western Society
A soldier, endowed with supernatural strength, fights epically in defence of the principles at the base of his national culture,…
qmunicate meets: ÚNA
Last year, I have participated as a volunteer in the first edition of the ÚNA festival, which took place in…
qmunicreate: Nostalgia
qmunicreate is an anthology of creative writing, short stories and poetry, from students at the University of Glasgow. Our latest…
the journey is more important than the destination or whatever.
i always sat backwards on the train home. the thoughts of right-now in my mind rewind, as the ripples in…
Vita Nuova…Homo Nuova*
*** In the age of idiocracy The holy arrogancy In holy alliances Only us, the revealed, the indeed The Sapiens…
Talisman
The beaten path is bright, empty, and silent. Mamma’s warm robotic telephonic blessings protect me like a talisman, like terrestrial…
Reflections on Spring
Is it wicked to take a pleasure in Spring and other seasonal changes? To put it more precisely, is it…
Mediocre Radiohead
It was one of those Sundays in early March where everyone and their great-grandmas get dressed in their summer finery–…
