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everything at once

The world is everything at once.Bhanu Kapil, The Vertical Interrogation of Strangers

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  • May 4, 2020

kicking softly against the door

My words haven't been flowing like I'd like them to. Deadlines will do that. When you're writing to a brief, to a ...

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  • May 2, 2020

Limbo

She pushes a box set into my hands. She is insistent. I came for photos, for my family history, I protest. For shreds of ...

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  • March 27, 2020

Dying

Tonight, I snapped some roadside jasmine from its vine. And now we are both dying slowly in this room.

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  • March 18, 2020

punching clay

I started writing today. In earnest. No more falling back on intention and theory. I am punching clay. I have spent the ...

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  • March 13, 2020

One month

‘That wasn’t the deal’ ‘I know’ he says. ‘But you’re doing so well on both. ...

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  • February 13, 2020

Rattle and Hum

Well the coffee and lithium cocktail landed me with mild-to-concerning adrenal fatigue. Cockiness, as it turns out, gets ...

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  • January 21, 2020
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