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A collection of essays, poems, and notes on craft, psyche, technology, and culture.

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I saw a reel on Instagram where an interviewer asks a med student: "How is social life in med scho

I saw my reflection in the static on my screen He said, "You'll die before you come clean." <br

I'm walking crooked but I'm walking through Got duct-taped dreams and worn-out shoes The ren

My words are carved in the bazaar dust While I'm counting cracks in ancient walls Their mout

I can't escape the memory of your laughter, it plays on repeat when the silence gets too loud.<