Michael Braithwaite is a freelance writer and culture hound. Her (yes, HER) work has been published the Bay Citizen, Bitch Magazine,The Rumpus, the Boston Phoenix, and SF Weekly's blog The Exhibitionist, to name a few. Ever an optimistic nihilist, she's currently working on a post-apocalyptic travel log.
There are certain places in the world that conjure an almost universal sense of longing; places that seem to carry a palpable sense of themselves in the air, and places…
Silent films, like theater, require their audience members to suspend a sense of reality, investing instead in wonder, imagination, and sensory titillation. The greatest films of the silent era were…
Moms are full of all sorts of pithy sayings that mysteriously trickle down through time. Being an impatient child—who has grown into a reasonably impatient adult—I remember my mother often…