Monthly Archives: November 2016

Collective animal

Maybe my wife’s snoring woke me, or maybe I really was trying to decide when I transitioned from third person to second. In graduate school, I discovered I could distance myself from the camera if I focused the camera on the girl. What is the … Read more

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Home before dark

When Mike Stock told us about the orange clay pools, we called bullshit because Mike Stock lied as habitually as the rest of us chewed gum.

“I’ll show you!” he kept saying.

And so a pack of us entered the woods that morning, behind the … Read more

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