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A Year Since Last Summer

This morning I sit on the balcony and lose track of time. If I’m not careful, I lose a whole year.

“Fact:” we’re exposed to the word early on, but most people’s usage is a little…non-factual.

A now-vanished newsstand held the seeds of understanding ambiguity.

Some days I want change. Today is such a day.

“Their. Own. Communities.” – Three problems there.

What does it mean to say – “violence isn’t the answer”?

We’ve always been quarantined from each other.

According to Darwin, this Skeleton shouldn’t survive.

I guess I didn’t really experience the world prior to the pandemic.

What sort of tool do you craft out of nothing?