Walking back from the Lower East Side on a hot night, the stores have reverted to their true selves – which is to say that they are mirages now again, fragile beneath the great emptiness yawning over the streets, insides scooped out of illusion. Bars disgorge the happy and drunk and the unhappy and drunkContinue reading “Walking back from the Lower East Side on a hot night”
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November, depression, and the illusion of another world
“This is so depressing.” It’s a common expression. I don’t begrudge it to people and frequently use it myself. I don’t like the self-righteous condemnation some people will heap on you if you use “depressing” or “depression” as throw-away words in casual conversation. If you get horribly offended by that, you may need to get over yourself. LanguageContinue reading “November, depression, and the illusion of another world”
Love thy neighbor: in Trump’s America, some of your neighbors need it more than ever
I’m going to share with you guys two stories sent in to me since the election. Two events that occurred in a country that has elected Donald J. Trump. The first is from a Nepalese American woman who lives in the Midwest. Let’s call her Kyrah. It’s necessary for her to keep her identity hidden. HerContinue reading “Love thy neighbor: in Trump’s America, some of your neighbors need it more than ever”
Natalia A. 