August 2, 2018
(Some rough, opinionated notes.) I’m realizing that reading the dynamics of high-demand yoga and meditation groups through a cult psychology lens is necessary work and […]
January 5, 2018
I have to ask every day: what's my responsibility, with this strange platform, cobbled together out of critique? I spend half of my working life burning the roof. How do I show the less visible work of those I admire, in the clay and mud, shoring up foundations?
November 19, 2017
I usually feel like banning everybody, TBH. I fucking hate this job. Like, I totally hate it. You can't even understand. Sometimes it makes me feel violent. I'm glad I'm stuck in my basement apartment or who knows what I would do.
September 24, 2017
I started writing this the day my friend Michael Stone died. On that day, the surgeons carefully cut into the body associated with him, to take the parts that used to be him and give them to others in need.