Thrumming

My mother and I in the ER, about to be referred to the oncology department; an ominous PET-CT machine, thrumming as it scanned my body for cancer; a revolving door of doctors asking repeated questions about my symptoms.

Ari Marcopoulos’s nineties and two-thousands zines, full of grainy Xeroxes of his photography, feel like a rejection of digital perfectionism, instead capturing the thrumming chaos of the everyday.

Locals have endured three months of thudding artillery, thrumming drones and wailing sirens, while Israel launches daily strikes on southern Lebanon.

My palms upturned to receive the blessing of rain, an electric, mindless happiness thrumming through my body.