Submit to PRISM today!   With Election Day practically upon us, I’ve found myself exhausted with American politics, and yet somehow unable to look away. Having spent the entirety of my young...

“I tell you, monsieur, the world’s at an end. Never were there seen such breakings-up of the scholars! It’s the accursed inventions of the age that are ruining everything – the artillery, the serpentines,...

  Snowblind After snow falls, it is covered with cinder from cars driving past every day.   From far away, the mountain bleeds.   As we drive past, you say nothing looks...