SAL/ON

A Blog of Seattle Arts & Lectures

Category: 2023/24 Season

“Astrophilia” by Sarah Guo

On the other side of the door, I can hear you crying– and there is something so obscurely beautiful in watching a star collapse before my eyes. Erosion. Implosion. Explosion. I want to tell you that there is light on your fingertips, you only have to let it shine, and that if you wanted, you […]

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“Untitled” by Avery Brown

  This comic was made by Avery Brown, as a 6th grader at Renaissance School of Art and Reasoning with WITS Writer-in-Residence David Lasky, performed at our SAL Presents event with Oliver Jeffers on Thursday, October 5th, 2023, at Town Hall Seattle.

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“Ode to Hunger, Under the Guise That I Am an Ant” by Linus Elkins

I have a name, but not one representative in its nature. You humans refer to it with these multi-syllable menageries called pheromones, symbolic as inaccessible to most fine creatures on this earth, but I won’t take pride in knowing what I can’t share, so I will say it plainly: I have a name. My good […]

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“Four Square” by Charlotte Soliven

When did I start falling behind My life, a game of 4 square I must have not been paying attention When did they started adding all these new rules I was completely oblivious Everyone ran along the lines While another person with the ball chases us Like a weird version of Pac-Man I am tagged […]

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Looking to grab a bite to eat or a drink before a SAL event?

Check out this list of SAL staff recommended spots near each of our venues! And if you’re a subscriber, check your subscriber benefits for discounts at select locales.   Benaroya Hall The Capital Grille Goldfinch Tavern MARKET at SAM Mason’s Famous Lobster Rolls Pike Brewing Purple Cafe & Wine Bar Von’s 1000Spirits Wild Ginger   […]

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“Deer” by Iris Dickerson

In new woods, deer come as new life, growth, but blood looming. For you, deer, may have swift eyes, but what of your hooves? Because you must run, swift as the wind, but can’t hide. DEER is of the cold night, but hope of golden morning. The clang of a mishappen bullet, the cry of […]

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