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“It’s as though I were living at last in my eyes, as I have always dreamed of doing, and I think then I know why I’ve come here: to see, and so to go out against new things—oh god how easily—like air in a breeze. It’s true there are moments—foolish moments, ecstasy on a tree stump—when I’m all but gone, scattered I like to think like seed…”

William Gass, In the Heart of the Heart of the Country

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What if Writing Seems Too Hard?

Why bother? What’s the point in trying to get a wonderful feeling or vision on paper when chances are really good you are going to fail?

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Dear Harper,

I want to memorize your face because you are teaching me what it means to be beautiful.

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Change, Square One, and Adoption

I left Massachusetts for California on August 15, 2024, with the dream that I was going to finally create a home for myself when I got there.

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