Prose
Prose
Two Stories About Us
Several years ago, while writing a philosophy dissertation about moral saints and drinking ungodly quantities of coffee at night, I came across two real-life stories that ended up having a profound effect on me.
The First
I am gripping my chest as my colleague attempts to reassure me. “The paramedics will be here soon,” she says.
No One Calls me Chris
He wants to go a year backward. The evidence of this desire is the date he writes on all of the release forms.
Of Superheroes and Real Life Villains
When I was in the first grade, I convinced my father to take me to see the original Batman movie. It was 1989.
A Short History of Hysteria
It was the ancient Greeks who coined the term “hysteria”; Hippocrates, in fact. It means the disease of the movement of the uterus.
Asymmetrical We
Twist the doorknob to the apartment, walk inside, and it’s, “I’m holding a doctor’s letter saying my daughter wants a sex change operation into a man. That true?”
Somewhere Between Black and White
I think Rick Ross was playing. Some track about droptop Maybachs and spraying champagne on Puerto Rican girls with fat asses.
Muchijoon
I have always felt a visceral lifting in my stomach when I watch my mother peel pomegranates.
Claim + Evidence = Thesis
A lecture, I can’t quite recall the course title: The Something Something of Power. I was fulfilling a requirement at Hampshire College.
The Politics of Tragedy
Carey Gabay was all the things that the news reported him to be under the headline, “Cuomo Aide Shot in the Head,” followed by, “Cuomo Calls for National Gun Control,” that I read first thing Monday morning
