the post calvin

Takes

It’s a kind of mental treadmill, a sprint that doesn’t get me anywhere except tired.

I can hear no seraphim.

If self-acceptance was so difficult for me, how could I expect acceptance of who I am to be any easier for other people?

I want so deeply to love the people around me.

To be clear, I have nothing against Mary Oliver.

I think my love of surprises has something to do with my love of good stories.

No wonder your face shows such horror and such fatigue.

by Sam Tuit | Nov 1, 2024 | 1 comment

The sports reporter lives in a closet in the studio, and the summer intern will never grow up.

There’s always been something magnetic to it, the way that it calls back to the audience for one more scare.

by Izzy Nunez | Oct 28, 2024 | 1 comment

Like all good reckonings, there’s got to be a soundtrack.