Anticipate This!
It is painful to be a child of time.
Burial of the Life of an Old River
In just five years, the Zenne was erased from the historic center.
Years
I wish that loneliness were linear—I feel lonely in new ways, and old ones too.
A Thin Path Through the Woods
What a strange feeling, to re-remember. How has this recollection been altered by time? What other pieces of it have I forgotten?
Shared Blips
I collect these moments, these small intimacies with strangers, shoring up an evidence base of my own existence and its overlap with others’.
Worst Instincts
I feel the in-person lived reality of the bystander effect, to which I’ve always told myself I would be the exception.
The Church We Build
As someone drawn to haphazardness in my organized religion, I was charmed.
Vive la Libération
I somehow want to “succeed” in my social interactions. Oldest daughter syndrome claims another victim.
Song of myself featuring charli xcx
Contrarianism is in a way innately consumptive—you take something in, and you become the opposite of it.
