I look for you everywhere. Did you know that? Like there are these invisible markers of this insignificant shared life that didn’t matter to anyone other than us. The memory of you is a physical thing. It resides somewhere between my stomach and my heart, and it eats away at both, radioactive decay that rots me from the inside out. It hurts. But I like the evidence that we were something real… read more >
Chernobyl’s Elephant’s Foot
In 1996, a photograph was taken that still gives us goosebumps today: Arthur Korneyev, a man of incredible courage, stood before the so-called “Elephant’s Foot”
