Quote for Today: Georges Perec
I would like there to exist places that are stable, unmoving, intangible, untouched and almost untouchable, unchanging, deep-rooted; places that might be points of reference, of departure, of origin: …
I would like there to exist places that are stable, unmoving, intangible, untouched and almost untouchable, unchanging, deep-rooted; places that might be points of reference, of departure, of origin: …
Synkroniciti is pleased to welcome poet Paula Rudnick with two memoir poems. “All The Little Soldiers” looks back on young love betrayed and the grandmother who taught her a bit …
There are people, she once wrote, who think that we cannot rule ourselves because the few times we tried, we failed, as if all the others who rule themselves …
Synkroniciti is thrilled to welcome back poet Shawna Ervin from Denver, Colorado. Our new “Flow” issue features three of her graceful poems. “Truth Spins” describes a moment of stillness, a …
Please join Synkroniciti in welcoming back filmmaker Vasilios Papaioannu, with “Parenthesis,” a fascinating examination of memory, thought and how our brains capture and fragment experience. We featured his colorful and …
Synkroniciti is happy to welcome back poet, writer and visual artist Rachael Ikins, with a stirring poetic memoir, “I Still Search for Waterfalls.” We all have places left behind, full …
Please join Synkroniciti in welcoming writer and poet Nikita Helewa with two delicious poems, “Faintly” and “Bath.” The first is an homage to Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s Aurora Leigh, an epic …
Please join Synkroniciti in welcoming Houston writer, playwright and poet Treanor Baring. Our new “Flow” issue features her moving and nostalgic memoir essay, “The River.” The protagonist is the mighty …
Synkroniciti was thrilled with the response for our “flow” video contest. There were several strong candidates and we chose Vasilios Papaioannu’s “Parenthesis,” which is not only a work of …
The groove is so mysterious. We’re born with it and we lose it and the world seems to split apart before our eyes into stupid and cool. When we get …
