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Monthly Archives: January 2020

Snail Saga, Pt. 1: Carl Sagan the Ukrainian Mail-Order Snail

myhappysnails.com had assured me: “There is no smell in the place where snails live in.”

Prayers of the People

Each week during the prayers of the people I make a mental inventory: do I know anyone who is ill? Anyone who is grieving? Anyone job-searching, traveling, celebrating?

Talking in Circles

In other words, though our memories and fantasies are more silhouettes of sensations than sensations themselves, past, present, and future all look more or less the same.

Why Everyone Should Try Karaoke

People have been singing to each other since approximately Forever B.C.E., and I think there’s a reason.

This is Living 

It’s a road trip to New York and it’s eating cookie dough until you’re sick. It’s a rejection email from a job you don’t remember applying for and it’s winning free fries for a year. 

The Steward of Gondor is Dead

What is it like to have your life swallowed up in someone else’s epic?

Saturn’s Return

Saturn’s Return

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Here’s the thing: I don’t know what a goatsphynx is, but I’m starting to believe it may not be as scary as it sounds.

The Lost Nerds of the 1980s

The Lost Nerds of the 1980s

Mana, spell slots, pocket monsters, and midnight showings are all these worlds ever need.

Interpreter of Maladies

Interpreter of Maladies

I’ve kept revisiting the fact of Jes’s sickness, worrying it as I would a loose tooth, over and over again, in one essay after another.

The Coastline Paradox

The Coastline Paradox

I find myself erasing paragraphs from my drafts in which I apologize for writing it at all.

Crushing It

Crushing It

Discovering each new piece of her was a treasure only surpassed by the next discovery. It did not take too long before she agreed to make our relationship official.

No One to Thank and the Myth of the Lone Genius

No One to Thank and the Myth of the Lone Genius

While the myth of the lone genius is dangerous for the successful artist, it is absolutely cruel to the aspiring artist. 

East Washington

East Washington

I didn’t like my room when I first moved in. It didn’t have Flynn, for one thing.

My Mom’s Kitchen

My Mom’s Kitchen

There’s a warm spot on the floor in front of the refrigerator—my favorite spot to think.

Yes

Yes

You’re not supposed to say yes to everything these days. I know.

There Are Robots At the Gym

There Are Robots At the Gym

Inside these walls, we aren’t robots. 
Inside these walls, we are artists.

Rock’s New Resistance

Rock’s New Resistance

The reasons for rock’s indifference towards indie’s old hegemony are several.

Embodied, Pt. I

Embodied, Pt. I

Bodies fail our expectations; that is what it is to be embodied.

Applying to Grad School: A Spiritual Practice in Seven Emails

Applying to Grad School: A Spiritual Practice in Seven Emails

Dear Supportive Friends, Middle School English Teachers, and Madcap Coffee:

Fourteen Going on Thirty

Fourteen Going on Thirty

Anyway we walk quickly because it’s cold and I say, “I’m thirty!” but I’m also fourteen and twenty-one and making all those mistakes.

Little Women, Bieber, and Thou

Little Women, Bieber, and Thou

As Smith, Buber, and Gerwig remind me, we cannot be fully actualized people to everyone we meet

Generating… Poetry for this Place

Generating… Poetry for this Place

Another holiday, another rustling through my luggage of words to find poignant answers for the question.

Waiting in the Dark

Waiting in the Dark

This is the grace of God: that in our darkest grief and our most motionless despondency, He continues to move.

It Won’t Make Sense Right Now

It Won’t Make Sense Right Now

As the instruments strain and build, the chorus is repeated again and again, and her intimate scene-setting folds into a recollection.

A Thrill of Hope, the Weary World: Meditations on Advent

A Thrill of Hope, the Weary World: Meditations on Advent

Hope does not exist in a moment; we must create hope.

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