In 2018, I went on a solo hiking trip to Moab, Utah. I went because at that moment in my life I needed to understand something about myself that I didn't feel I could without it--something about the truth and validity of my personhood, something about who I was, which I hoped this new context …
Increased Magnification
My writing group met up tonight after a too-long hiatus. We tried to figure out when we’d last met but couldn’t grasp it, the memory. We said things to each other like, It was at the Tick Tock. I think it was cold? Is there outerwear somewhere in this memory? We didn’t know too much …