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Entrance and Exits: TBR Blanc 2026
Entrance and Exits gathers thirty-one global stories about thresholds, choices, departures, and what we become in transit.
Collected Works in Contemporary Art and Literature
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The Living and the Left Behind
A poignant collection of poems exploring themes of nature, loss, and memory with vivid imagery and evocative metaphors.
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Not Jewish Enough
Zackary Sholem Berger’s poems delve into identity, spirituality, and the profound in the everyday. From existential rejection in “Not Enough” to tender reflections in “Street-Crossing Sonnet,” his work challenges and…
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Quiet Departure & Dream Margin
He saw images he could not capture / till he grew so tired, and just stopped thinking / there was a quiet in the departure / his mind an overdeveloped…
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From Glasgow Without Love
A gripping tale of love, betrayal, and survival in the harsh realities of immigrant life. From Glasgow Without Love explores identity, sacrifice, and the pursuit of hope in a world…
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Vanishing Points
Ken Been’s evocative poetry captures the bittersweet passage of time, blending childhood nostalgia, memory, and loss with reflective, grounded imagery.
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Shrines of the Moment
A suite of evocative poems paying homage to cultural figures through rich imagery and contemplative language. These poems explore the intersection of nature, memory, and ritual with intricate, textured verse.
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Kelela’s somber experiment of Raven: A Reflection
Kelela’s Raven finds depth in Anamitra Bora’s reflection on music, love, and queer identity, unraveling the intricacies of sound and self in a shifting world.
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Stories of the jewellery box
Discover Stories of the Jewellery Box, a metaphoric haunting journey through generations as women inherit love, loss, and legacy through a single cherished heirloom.
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Dead man’s clothing
As I read this epistle of yearning and want, a sudden wave of empathetic melancholy washed over me. The jacket I now wore, a relic of the Great War, had…
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Forth and Outward
“At last outside, they were in line, maybe twenty-five of them from all decks, with the ship verging upon its dock. Samia—herself then at once—beheld the blazing floodlights, so white,…