Silvia Pizarro McCants

I wake up every day and I see it. I see the hunger. It is as though the sun rises only to illuminate a new way for us to take from one another. I do not look at the map of the world and see nations protecting each other. I

When my father died, the room didn’t just get quiet. It felt like the gravity inside the palace doubled. I remember looking at his face and realizing that the one person who knew how to hold the chaos together was gone. In that instant, I wasn’t a queen.

When my father died, the room didn’t just get quiet. It felt like the gravity inside the palace doubled. I remember looking at his face and realizing that the one person who knew how to hold the chaos together was gone. In that instant, I wasn’t a queen.

You must look past the noise of treaties and the posturing of presidents to see the true mechanism of control that is being deployed against Greenland and the free nations of the world. There is a hidden layer to this conflict, a technological and legal stranglehold that is being tightened

You must look past the noise of treaties and the posturing of presidents to see the true mechanism of control that is being deployed against Greenland and the free nations of the world. There is a hidden layer to this conflict, a technological and legal stranglehold that is being tightened

If you were to believe the public broadcasts, you would think that the alliance is merely annoyed, frustrated by the eccentricities of a powerful partner. You are being fed a narrative of diplomatic squabbles and tariff negotiations. I must correct this perception immediately. The emotion running through the halls of