threadbare
excerpts from my notes
On secrets and the burden of knowing
Or, how moral injury will be the end of me
I just wanted to be present.
I’ve always been a future-minded person. Anxiety kind of just does that — takes hold of you and drags you out of your body and into this liminal space of...
What Good Am I For?
I've been here before. Echoes in the back of my mind, a ringing in my ear, the smell of char, smoke burning at my eyes... I can taste the ash when I...
This is Gambit
2012-2024
