Goodbye… a note from a country that no longer exists
There is a garden in front of house. Is there a garden in front of house? Yes, there is. […]
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ingat (to take care)
that moment before something is about to happen where anything is still possible in between this is where you are stuck
Dear Joan
A theatre foyer. Night. It is empty. The doors are locked. But if there were a woman there...
It would be about them
It must be with the sound of bells, bells that play longer than usual, which we perceive more clearly because […]
Future Perfect
It’s an experiment in placing the private in public, says the director—a device HE will learn to use well in the many years to come.
Implicit Monuments
Signs of violence are everywhere. Personal belongings, clothing, shoes, boxes, handbags, papers are scattered everywhere.
Redactions #9: A Fragile Thing
Imagine their devotion. Imagine what they heard.
Oroonoko, Called You, An Essay in Three Acts
I hope you will forgive my using you. This trip we have no compass, but our ship, driven by Providence or stress of weather, needs some constellation to point us home.