An Urge to Tear Apart the Sky
I ran from my screen like someone in a zombie movie.
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Saturday Night Terrain
She hummed with the nervy energy of a talented yet unrecognized mind.
Good Fortune
I keep this one in my wallet.
Someday We Will Invent Kinder Gods and New Miracles
Yesterday in twenty-first-century America, I idled behind a jeep with an InfoWars license plate.
Night Station
I stood in line at the Gas ‘n Go behind a man with a pistol tucked into the elastic waistband of his sweatpants.
Hallucinator
We traded memories through the night, starting with branches of personal history and working backward until we reached the primeval muck that fuels a life.
Room in the Air
The real heroes of this blessed land are the short-order cooks at Chinese takeout joints who manipulate fire, oil, and steel like gods.
Kiva
A series of reports, website modules, and borrower profiles for this microfinance non-profit that provides loans to low-income entrepreneurs in 77 countries.
Antistatic
The Throwback Special
I have zero interest in football, which can make it challenging to move through American life.
Plaza
Service plazas are modern works of art where I can eat slick food next to twelve lanes of humming traffic, lording over a glittering river of steel and glass.
The Haunting of Hill House
Hill House, famously not sane, bothers the soul because Jackson describes the perception of horror, not the horror itself.