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This is a reprint of my favorite (now dufunct) Three Things column from No Contact Magazine. I miss my editorial team there and the work we did, but I'm glad to see Three Things live once more today thanks to SugarSugarSalt Magazine.
April again and in the woods behind my house next to the railroad tracks, there is an ocean of garbage that has tidal timings. Its contents
The men, the snake, the powder; the black tutu, the wedding veil, the empty bar; me, and her, and how we all came together in those few hours under the stars.
June’s Three Things
Right before they broke up, his girlfriend visited from Canada and hung a giant ornate white cuckoo clock in his TV room. It was like some last flare signal to me that she was there, and I should stay away.
April Three Things: cuckoo clocks + board games + landline phones.
It’s a risk to live, so risky, to survive we must be imperfect, though we are humiliated by our imperfections.
December 2021Three Things: Rivers + Oceans + Rains
“The mere act of growing invites decay, time, bugs, disease, death. It’s a risk to live, so risky, to survive we must be imperfect, though we are humiliated by our imperfections.”
I am the villain of my own life, always digging for precious resources, expanding, exploding, paving crude paths over myself. Burying my past self in shallow graves after bulleting her.
October’s Three Things.
In June, I’m not feeling well but I plant seeds and bulbs anyway. What I mean to say is, I plant seeds though I’m not confident in my ability to grow them. I watch for signs of growth despite feeling stuck.
June’s Three Things
The more I own my own stories, the more people ask me to lie. The more people want me to say it’s fiction.
The 4th installment of Three Things up at No Contact
Physiognomy is cropping up again. The junk science of reading faces for personality traits. Face as honesty, face as a map to the “true” self. Charts and graphs on the internet reveal the secrets of a person from the arch of their eyebrow, to the fattest part of their lips. If we have one face, we h
Huge thanks to editors up @nocontactmag for helping this second column take shape.
