Dove Ellis is Ireland’s newest great poet, a light to illuminate a vapid and apathetic world.

The third time I listened to Cameron Winter, I was sitting on a cold and slightly damp rock on the edge of the Georgetown Waterfront, completely alone, watching a bright white heron fly back and forth.

The Ultimates elevates the comics that came before it by grounding them in our modern political climate, reinvigorating superhero stories with the hopefulness they were originally made to inspire.

What I gave up for you, so that my wish might come true

Lana Del Rey fans thus might have been prepared for a name change, but not for the music drought that was to come.

Hi, protein! High protein! Cleanse your mind of all other “p” words in your lexicon. The past? The present? The pernicious passing parcels of peace? There is only one “p” that matters here: “PROTEIN!”

This Friday the 13th – and into the early hours of Valentine’s Day – EDM DJ Synova will take the stage at The Atlantis for its 2000s Rave - Party Like It’s 2003.

How often do you live in your body? This isn’t a measure of activity, pain, exhaustion, or any external metric—how often do you feel everything, from your temples to your toes, from your core to the envelope of your skin, all at once?

On the unpeopled summit, The glacial ridges hover. Nothing answers the height. Night is eternal– Where the sky stretches, endless. My lament has traversed A millennium. Below, the sea turns– Blue tides, translucent eyes So wide that life cannot cross. Falling, A death-defying tear halts The insurmountable ice. Dream, heart, soul— Each sinks through pressured sapphire Through timeless silence Through lightless depth Where sorrow loses its sound And grief stills. Between heaven

Scrunchies. Croquet. Virgins. Forgery. Murder. Pocketed quietly away in Village C, a high school girl bathed in the spotlight recounts to the audience with her diary entry on the first day of school.

Don’t blink or you might miss Marty Supreme, a comet streak among this year’s film releases.

The sun warmed my skin as I stepped off the bus, a soft kiss amidst the overstimulating chaos of Buenos Aires. Still adjusting to saying summer in February—a small reminder of how far I was from home—I looked between the blooming trees to the skyscrapers high above us as my friends and I made our way to the city center.

Despite largely self-identifying as a metalhead, I’ve found increasing love for music with a more eerie flair. In pursuit of this new passion, I recently had the opportunity to sit down with Anastasia, a striking figure in the D.C. alternative scene, to talk about all things Goth.

Recently, a British Vogue article titled “Is Having a Boyfriend Embarrassing Now?” circulated widely among twenty-something women online.

Waxhatchee (Katie Crutchfield) and MJ Lenderman—two of the biggest names in the modern indie folk-country scene— are fresh off the tracks of an incredibly successful year with both of them earning Grammy nominations for their respective 2024 albums, Tiger’s Blood and Manning Fireworks, both of which were met with near universal critical acclaim.