My last entry already feels like a sharply different era. After the recent abandonment of some ancient musty daydreams, and the onset of something close to resignation… …of course I finally got COVID. My improbable years-long wellness streak couldn’t go on forever, especially with my making a conscious effort to get out on the local... Continue Reading →
Reclaiming Vulgarity, Or: My Last BandCamp Drop of 2021
Steeped in classic poetry, teenage me automatically wrote about everyday things in high-flung terms. It was the language that felt most available and came most naturally. It never occurred to me NOT to display naked longing, but my indulgences were confined to my imagination or written in controlled forms, which felt safe and dignified. I... Continue Reading →