Everywhere, it seems, the mood is ominous, and there is rot. Age-old contests for land and territory, for the souls of nations, are reaching a new and bloody pitch. Our future is tarnished.
Xenophobia knows no bounds.
As old borders crumble, fresh ones crop up, leaving a new generation of exiles desperate for home and security. For our second issue of xxxfruit, we have chosen the issue of soil as a departure point to reflect upon what is happening to the political and social climate of our country and our planet. Amid sickness and death, the pulse toward life is as strong as ever. And the terrain of our imaginations and our bodies remains ever fertile. So dig in.