I Take My Virtual Body to the Sistine Chapel
I figure out how to flip the perspective entirely upside-down, so that my virtual body stands on the frescoed ceiling, hunched beneath a tiled roof.
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It’s OK if I spill milk as long as it was my idea
The last time I ever imagined fully was with Riho Watanabe and we were in year two. We were on the bus back to…
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Sourdough Baby
For weeks, I have been caring for and feeding a small sourdough starter. I am yet to make sourdough. It started like all sourdough…
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Ten Forever, Then Eleven
You were on the phone and I was waiting, holding one hand in the other. The left felt the holding, the right felt held. A reminder that anything can be split in two.
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English and Maths
cw: death, grief Dad died suddenly on the 15th of August 2010. I was fourteen. He was 43. I was in Year 8 at…
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How to Leave
I knew you’d been trying to talk to me. I thought you were weird at first, but changed my mind so suddenly, it caught…
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Passage
Mother was glad I visited the cathedral. I was glad too. I visited for selfish reasons, though; I visited to appreciate art and architecture….
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Gardening Experiments
The attic is small and cramped, the two work tables occupying a good portion of the space, the floor littered with all sorts of…
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Only an Aide
Lilian loved my red shoes. “They look so happy and bright,” she told me dozens of times. They don’t feel very happy and bright…
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