~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1. On the drive to Chicago by myself, I encountered something I wanted to write down, but never did. The only image I can extract is that of a puddle on the side of the road that reminded me of a glacial cut or geode. It was right at that y-shape corner…
a portal In late April or early May of 2021, Henry and I decided we were vaccinated long enough that we could take the blue line downtown. We wanted to g…
I’m lying down on the rough black rug in my room. On my back, I feel every tough piece of dirt and lint that the rug hides. This rug was here when i got…
* Remembering the image in my head ~ the memory ~ before I write it down is a sacred form of writing before the writing exists. A beckoning to relive…
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i now go to work sometimes and i work in the lower level of a community college library built in the 1960s, on the same site as an old amusement park…
so strange how my human body has a timer. at a certain week every month, as if something has clicked into place, i am suddenly pulled with anxiety and…
I haven’t been camping in years, but recently i went with H and S. It was a hardcore missouri outing: we swam at johnson’s shut-ins, then camped at tom…
as we drove away from logan square on july 3rd, i was licking an ice cream cone that my friend n gave me on her last shift at the corporate ice cream…
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