* by Elizabeth Dickey *
… little did I know the north half of Ann Arbor would be entirely at my optical disposal. Think Rear Window, but on a larger scale.
When we encounter images of the dead, how does looking proceed? It might begin with mourning, a mourning that clouds the image the way the oils on human skin cloud glass, because we know what comes after the image.
by Nathan Go
“…As thoughtful, social beings, we are always editing ourselves, holding back items that we’re not brave enough to say, or might hurt the other person’s feelings or reveal too much about ourselves.”