Special Issue on Crisis and Rupture
Hearing the Howl Beneath the Hardscape
Sinkholes, Hell Portals, and Earth-mouths
Early on the morning of May 12, 2016, “a portal to hell,” as one neighbor called it, opened on Woodland Terrace outside St Thomas’ Church in Charlton, southeast London. The void partially swallowed a parked minivan, leaving it dangling by the front end with room to spare for another vehicle. In the Bronx, New York, on July 18, 2022, a sinkhole on Radcliff Avenue swallowed a parked white van, dropping it 20 feet deep into the pit. The hole measured 15 feet wide and 58 feet long. It was the second major “hellmouth,” as one resident called it, on the same street within a year. The first had opened during Hurricane Ida in August 2021. On Poydras Street in New Orleans, Louisiana, a massive hole opened in front of City Hall on the evening of January 11, 2024, and eventually swallowed the front end of a woman’s car while she was on her way to the symphony. In the Dusit district of Bangkok, Thailand, on September 24, 2025 the land gave way between the Vajira Hospital and Samsen Police Station (Figure 1). The sinkhole continued to open for two days, before stabilizing at approximately 131 feet wide and 164 feet deep. The void sucked three cars and the entire road into the soil flow. On the afternoon of September 13, 2025, a sinkhole opened on a residential street in the Iztapalapa borough of Mexico City. The back wheel of a Jarritos soda delivery truck snagged on the asphalt. Eventually the entire truck slipped backwards into the approximately 26 feet deep, 39 feet long, and 23 feet wide rupture where it rested vertically for over 20 hours before it could be removed with a crane.
I take in these scenes on my screens. People stand at the void edge in Bangkok as the ground falls away from beneath their feet. I pull my phone close to my face and watch again. I know the ending—the land slips away as they run back to stable ground, and I scrub the timeline backwards pulling the soil up. I witness their witnessing again. “Move!” I say to my screen like watching a horror movie in 30-second clips. Only the scream line. Sinkhole swallows van. Hellmouth swallows road. Portal to hell opens outside church. Desiccated wetland cracks open and engulfs a fruit-flavored carbonated soft drink delivery truck. Dry land drinking soda and vehicle. The rupture clip ruptures inside of me too. It rips through my sense of stability, and I think of StephenAndrew777’s YouTube comment confession, “I am quite afeared of sinkholes as I am rather heavy, and I will be tiptoeing to and from the beer store from now on.” Stephen and I both feel the precarity of our own weight on the earth and the risk of collapse pulling us under.
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