My father            knew doves / were a clenched fist

The artist discusses labor, capitalism, dystopia and his new show at the Whitney.

From Ben Purkert's The Men Can't Be Saved

The British Empire used mental health to assert white supremacy in its colonies. But we still needed a diagnosis.

There is something, this month, about beginnings. Stay with me, they insist, at varying decibles.

Didn’t the Italians think we were all the same — greedy Americans in search of our personal paradise?

My grandfather started one of the first coffee farms in Burundi. Will climate change leave any trees for my grandson?

What's won and lost — but mostly lost — in globalization

Those were definitely human voices coming from the kitchen hood.

The summers swole me: knuckles first, then wrists right down to the elbows.