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The horizon is always in the distance
When the sun sets, and it will, how will I greet the darkness? It is the case I relish the brightness, dwelling in it as much as I can. Though I spend my days making shadows, there will be hardly… Continue reading
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Receding
I will not keep this forever. Continue reading
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Indirect Connection
Sometimes it feels like the computer ate my mind. I am not talking about the large language models we call “artificial intelligence.” I mean that the computer has lured my attention into its electronic embrace with a most compelling bait:… Continue reading
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Small-batch, Artisanal Words
Writing anything online feels like tendering a gift to a machine. Continue reading
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On the Buffalo River
Buffalo is both of many things: industry and nature, legacy and present, fun and work. Continue reading
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The Death of Sweet Beast
It’s the case that I prefer biking, but it isn’t the case that I dislike my car. I’ve had the same vehicle for 12 years, and I’ve written about it before: fixing her from junkyard parts, and having a piece… Continue reading
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Flowers, Cellphones, and Grief (echo)
It felt so good to see you. Continue reading
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Flowers, Cellphones, and Grief
We exhale sorrow. Continue reading
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A Slow Pace and A Black Bird
I would have missed it if I had been able to pursue my impatience according to my preference. Continue reading
