Love Notes in Crisis IV by Tessa Micaela Landreau-Grasmuck

Love Note in Crisis IV by Tessa Micaela Landreau-Grasmuck (Post Dobbs v. Jackson or We Will Always Belong to Ourselves) at night we make ourselves crawl to a grove of oak trees and coax them into revealing the color of their aches. someone I once loved said that blood is the final liquid, and once […]

When They Came For Us by Azalea Aguilar

Azalea Aguilar. Photo submitted by the poet. When They Came For Us by Azalea Aguilar bystanders congregated took out their phones to film asked why we were being taken shouted in unison have you no shame? where is your warrant? how do you sleep at night? where are you taking them?sometimes our children stayed behind […]

Rent Is Up, Love Remains by Amari Murray

Amari Murray. Photo submitted by the poet. Rent Is Up, Love Remains by Amari Murray The landlord called ita market adjustment. We called it:Where are we supposed to go?The number on the paper climbed higher than anything we could afford. Rent went up.Groceries went up.The electric billlearned new numbers.Everything became more expensive except the thingswe […]

Haikuism: (not) wanting to die by Deborah Olatunji

Deborah Olatunji. Photo submitted by the poet. haikuism: (not) wanting to die by Deborah Olatunji it feels taboo to name it in the moment(s) but you’re sinking deeper than you swam somehow convinced enough people to recognize maybe this is not who Iam the picture of “how are you doing?” glitch between missed hangouts, forgotten […]

What Happens When You Give People Space IRL

What Happens When You Give People Space IRL Xina Eiland hosts Same Ground, exploring the 250th Anniversary of the United States at an event at Love Now Media’s Love Lab Two months ago we opened a door to a storefront on Market Street in Philadelphia and asked people to come in to experiment with love, […]

Amid Grief in Germantown, The Wissahickon Endures as a Place of Comfort and Connection

In a moment when grief has touched the Germantown community, their story reminds us how nature can hold space for healing. Through shared miles and memories, these walkers have weathered loss, celebrated milestones, and carried one another through illness, aging, and mourning. The Wissahickon remains more than a park to them — it is a place of belonging, a landscape of connection, and a reminder that community endures, even in the face of sorrow.