I am both burdened and comforted by how my body, how women’s bodies, are built to hold. My entire physicality – my ribs, my stomach, my intestines – migrate and adjust to accommodate life. My womb controls which generations continue and which cease to exist, which bloodlines last to enjoy the intricacies of life andContinue reading “A Lineage of Repetition”
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In Jest, with Love
In Infinite Jest, David Foster Wallace describes one of the ancillary characters as a man “whose fixed smile has the impermanent quality of something stamped into uncooperative material.” First, a stagnant feature – a smile screwed-in with sheer will and a desire for social uniformity, only to be screwed back out upon a change in circumstance.Continue reading “In Jest, with Love”