Archive - The Smell of a World that Has Burned

At Time's Mercy

We’re still in one of time’s liquid barriers, a liminal space when days shift and blur becoming one another.

Jan 29 • Chantal James

December 2025

Dreaming Underground

Winter’s come down leaving the shock of its thumbprint.

Dec 8, 2025 • Chantal James

September 2025

We can’t go home to the old world.

Sep 10, 2025 • Chantal James

August 2025

It’s languaging that will pull us through.

Aug 18, 2025 • Chantal James

July 2025

Sostre in the Asylum

The floods have come.

Jul 25, 2025 • Chantal James

June 2025

Juneteenth Signifying

A Review of MISBEHAVING AT THE CROSSROADS by Honorée Fannone Jeffers

Jun 21, 2025 • Chantal James

April 2025

Small Talk with Brothadirt

On this Good Friday I hope you had the plate of fried fish from a church basement I missed out on, if that’s your thing.

Apr 18, 2025 • Chantal James

March 2025

A book is a play with spacetime.

Mar 16, 2025 • Chantal James

The Prism of the Real

A Review of THE DREAM HOTEL by Laila Lalami

Mar 4, 2025 • Chantal James

February 2025

Snipers Made of Us All

A Review of PERFECT VICTIMS AND THE POLITICS OF APPEAL by Mohammed El-Kurd

Feb 17, 2025 • Chantal James

December 2024

Aboard Our Raft

To continue now in times like these we build a raft for ourselves of the written word.

Dec 31, 2024 • Chantal James

November 2024

It could seem a less considered thing but comfort is at the heart of so much on which the fate of our world now hangs, and on which my small…

Nov 5, 2024 • Chantal James

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