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On the importance of bad poetry

I am a terrible poet. This is what I told myself when I was 5 years old and wrote a modest stanza about snails and their slimy trails, and it’s what I tell myself now at 24 and at MA … Continue reading

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Sleep Paralysis

What if you couldn’t jolt awake to escape from the demons and goblins in your dreams? What if they were there in your room, skulking, waiting for you to wake up? When I younger, around 16, there was a period … Continue reading

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