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Trauma is a time traveller, an ouroboros that reaches back and devours everything that came before. Only fragments remain.
Junot Diaz
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“Far more interesting is to find your own prompt: to go through the day listening, to ask each thing you see or hear or read if there might be the seed of a poem in it. That in itself is a refocusing of the psyche toward the possibility of poem-making. Another way of saying this is: Reset your intention toward recognizing the poem waiting to be found.”
—Jane Hirshfield, in “Reconnecting After a Silence” in the January/February issue of Poets & Writers Magazine (2018)
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In essence, Facebook and Google have cut the legs out from under them by allowing advertisers to target by location. Facebook uses an algorithm to find people who live in Bayside, Queens, while a local news site or paper uses the genuine connections between neighbors. The paper has helped stitch the community together, Facebook has profited from the stitching that already has taken place.
Noam Cohen on Lit Hub
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In a rush of sentiment, I think back to my three-year-old self, taking a nap beside my Chinese grandmother. She would gently scratch my arms until I fell asleep, attending completely and only to my body. Laying in the afternoon warmth, my arms stretched out toward her, like a plant reaching for the sun. My grandmother also made clothes for me (and my body). When I saw her in China last year, I complimented a shirt she was wearing — blue with white flowers. She immediately took it off and insisted that I take it home with me; literally taking the shirt off her back for me.
Shayla Love in “Science and Chinese Somatization”
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🎶i left my heart...in san...fran...cisco... (that's ok! i was born in la!) 🎶
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obstacles to eclipse viewing (at Traffic Zone Center for Visual Art)
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