At Cargo we have yet to theme an issue. However, when i was constructing this one, I kept revisiting the themes of lost, of broken, of forgotten. Between the seven editors who help me read for the issues, it seemed difficult to believe that a pattern had emerged.
And then it struck me: this is issue thirteen. Like Friday the 13th. Unlucky, unfortunate. Suspicious. The cosmos had indeed been working without me, and lining up this issue full of ravenous uncertainty.
All of the pieces were chosen because of their resonance to deeply personal experiences. From the heartbreak of Broken in Zagreb to robbery in Free Lunch; the frustration of a treacherous mountain passage in Durmitor, the disappointment of Dracula’s castle in Stake to the Heart, the light through windows of a building in “Beautiful Abandonment“, and even, yes, even – a photo essay set at Alcatraz.
Border crossings at Ambiguous, Santa Rosa wildfires in Greenline, the absence of color and extreme contrast in There, and the longing for a homeland in my review of Litany for the Long Moment, by Mary Kim Arnold. We’re even serving up “the bones of the dead among the ghostly whispers of spirits looking for a way back in,” in Douglas Cole’s Ghost Town.
Stuck, repetitive, broken.
So I present with the honest tidbits of a traveler’s truth, the good, the bad, and the ugly.
Leaving you with Jose Manuel Sanchez, from “The Question,”
“If you read this poem
that means that you are alive.
it seems a nonsense
but it is not a little thing.”
Wishing you brightest stars, glimmers of hope, rays of sunshine and everything else to carry you this suspicious issue!