Poetry: Altitude by Cyrus Cassells
You’ve just died in my arms,
But suddenly it seems we’re eternal
Cali boys, Afro-haired cohorts in crime,
Racing through intricate lattices
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Lyrical: Shot In the Arm by Wilco
Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm/Something in my veins bloodier than blood

Art: Fragmentary Face of King Khafre

Quote: “No one has ever become poor by giving.” – Anne Frank

Recipe: Grilled Carrot “Hot Dogs” with Tangy Slaw

Anywhere But Here: Byrsa Hill, Carthage, Tunisia