Readingground Blogazine

To know that you need help; to accept it as undeniable fact—That Which Must Be Acted Upon—and then, To Actually Act Thereon—that, my friends, that is not for the timid. And apparently, I’m timid.

tales of and from brooklyn’s current gentrifying class*
by lorelei a. ignas
we might not really be the first artists to move across the bridge…
but don’t tell us that.
we’re young, smart, well-read, and thin.
we all just paid a quarter million dollars for a degree that’s made us unemployable.
we walk your dogs, mix your drinks, and make your [...]

By Morgan “Anonymous” Murphey
July 1992
I was downstairs in the side room being bored and nosy after lunch. I was digging around the sleeping bags when I found a shelf with some old paperbacks. I like to read but I know everything at the library already. So, what’s hiding down here? Some [...]

by Todd Carlstrom
It was the first sign of summer weather, really, last week. Those oppressive July days which prime us for the true misery that is New York in August hadn’t shown up before that. Their mysterious absence invoked in more than a few people—myself included—a sort of meteorological Stockholm Syndrome, confirming the [...]

by Sanaz Ghajarrahimi
A modern girl’s weary quest for worldwide connection.
This week, from Leeds.
In an attempt to begin a discourse, I shall commence with what I have found to be one of the greatest challenges that sneaks up on every human being at some point in their young lives: the art of contact. I am [...]