This month I’m living without reflections. Blankets are nailed over the mirrors. Blankets nailed everywhere. How many times do you see yourself? Mirrors in the bathroom and bedroom, windows in the bedroom, living room, kitchen and car windows on the way to school. Entire building faces made of glass. The translucent, plastic covering over the … Continue reading →

Delia Cai discusses every component of the past, present and future of algorithmic dating. My response is more cynical, but only because she articulated the optimistic side so well. I’m sure reality lies in the middle. I remain ever-skeptical about things that are born on the internet, especially ones related to dating. (Tinder’s hookline is, … Continue reading →

A triumph of identity is in the ash trees. In front of the Agriculture Building on Rollins Ave. is a row of six green ashes, young and bulbous. You can’t see it now, but there was a time two weeks ago when you could stand outside the construction on Johnston and see the last breaths … Continue reading →

I use peppermint toothpaste, because it makes my mouth feel different. I take steaming showers in the morning, because the hot water stipples my skin and reduces me to an ooh-ing, Lotus-eating hedonist. That’s different. I blast water into my skull and flush out my sinuses each morning and light incense, because I couldn’t smell … Continue reading →