Prose
The Three of Us
As you enter this morning, feel the weight of your bones. They are your only anchor.…
Fragments
Before the Name
Territory The boundary between sleep and day is a territory with its own laws. Here, grammars…
Essays
Sleep as Another Mode of Presence
We speak of sleep as absence. It begins where the day ends – and we consider…
Essays
Reading as an Encounter
There are texts we simply consume. They pass through our consciousness without affecting its architecture, leaving…
Poetry
Being a Witness
You yearn to dissolve, to scatter to dust,To lose yourself as an echo in strangers’ voices.Stop.…
Essays
The Privilege of Being: A Bill Presented by Millennia
There are moments when ordinary daily life ceases to be self-evident. This is a state of…
Essays
Boredom: A World That Does Not Need Us
The Experience of Exposing Structure We are accustomed to treating boredom with novelty, information, and movement,…
Essays
The Door That Will Not Close
There is a way of loving that leaves no trace on the one who is loved.…
Fragments
Marginal Notes
Space that fails to coincide Sometimes it seems the space around has shifted, but so slightly…
Prose
Architecture of Two
The room no longer obeys Euclid. The straight lines of the walls gently bow to the…
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