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i don’t even know where Algiers is

What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks disappearing? It’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s goodbye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture … Continue reading

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me talk pretty one day

It’s a big bookstore, the last of those places with the comfortable feeling of a place where it’s ok just to hang out. we go our separate ways once we’re inside. I loiter around the staff picks, trying out pages … Continue reading

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“It’s weird to feel like you miss someone you’re not even sure you know.” — david foster wallace

When there’s nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire — the prophet torquil campbell — I had googled the above quote, which is part song lyric and part rallying cry for a disenfranchised  electorate, just to … Continue reading

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things i wish i had said, part 54

The truth: This story is true, and everything in it happened to me. But I could tell this story all day long. It’s nothing personal. People think my guts were quivering on the floor. People in the audience tell me … Continue reading

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things i wish i had said, part 52

Pictures never do her justice, you know? She always says she wishes there was a way to do people’s lives a little more justice. — bryn k. chancellor

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Things I wish I had said, Part 33

“Running was discovery, a return to the past, a proof that life did come full cycle and the child was father to the man. Because the person I found, the self I discovered, was the person I was in my … Continue reading

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Hanging with the cats in the hats

While I was selfishly running a trail race, Mo was in Arizona teaching kids in a tiny mining town how to draw monkeys. Mo is going to heaven for sure. I hope she sends me a postcard. I’ve heard it’s … Continue reading

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