For Volume Five, The Tenth meets the Black queer romantic—of past periods and vast lands—to explore a legacy of repugnant revulsion against the established order. Join us as we chase nineteenth-century landscape painter Robert S. Duncanson’s rainbows and neoclassical sculptor Edmonia Lewis’ angst to then ask the question, “Can we escape our identities in the pursuit of great works?” We sit with Saeed Jones & Isaac Fitzgerald to discuss the incredibly transformative nature of deep romance while cover star Michell’e Michaels shares perspectives born out of her advocacy for transgender women through her art. We also travel the long, winding path from Saint-Paul-de-Vence, France, where James Baldwin took refuge for the last 17 years of his life to Savannah, Georgia, where we search for the infinite spirit and legend of The Lady Chablis. Mainly, we visit the workshops and hearts and minds of those prepared to sacrifice a great deal for some conviction, those who are not prepared to sell out, those who are prepared to go to the stake for something they believe in, because they believe in it—this is the attitude of the Black queer romantic....

Volume Four of The Tenth Magazine explores the Black queer identity at the threshold of the future—unchartered territory where the obvious consequences of technology are changing the face of the planet we live on, but the more obscure consequences—the far-reaching and truly philosophical, social implications—are being overlooked by us all. In this issue, the hunt is on for that Black gay who works in a room in their house or at Google with a sign on the door that reads: “Restricted Area,” on any number of R&D projects for any number of high-tech problems—ride-sharing, robotics, intergalactic death rays or dating. The entrepreneurs, the engineers, the designers, the developers, the mad Black scientists working on any number of high-tech innovations that have a slim chance of succeeding, but might revolutionize the world if they do. That’s who we’re looking for. Maybe a better question is, do they even exist? If she does, she could only be one place, which isn’t really a place, but more a state of mind: Silicon Valley, so we headed West on the great American road to technological freedom to find her. But you should know before you join us, it is left, it is o line, and it is mostly downhill. It’s the anxiety you feel when your phone is down—times one hundred million; it’s the sense you get that you’re not alive when not connected to the Internet until you’ve stopped breathing, for real. Welcome to The Tenth’s “Black Queer Tech Revolution.” Godspeed....

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