no one knows a city like the moon: a winnipeg story
i used to stay at home and lock the door like she told me but soon outside in the dark was better. it’s not only us in that apartment anymore.
the carousel to freedom
freedom dreaming is a practice that asks us to create the world we want to live in by dreaming it up… we must ask ourselves over and over again: how else can we care for each other and work together and organize ourselves and our lives?
a whole year of solitude
you will survive this. in fact, maybe you’ve never been better. maybe you’ve never known yourself in this way, with this focus.
tell ’em how you really feel
i decided that i am not inconsequential; that the world needs me, that it needs me to express my point of view with as much brave precision as possible.
ms. d, day twenty eight thousand, two hundred and sixty three
a one act closet drama.
notes on the midway
change is unbearably slow, that is the agonizing sincerity of it.
dear theatre cough
theatre is a life i live and wheeze, we are a coughing culture, are we not? maybe that’s why people keep mistaking us for dying.
ten impressions of house and home
this house is made of people. which means that it is alive, which means life doesn’t have to be this way.
/kärt blänSH/ [noun] complete freedom to act as one wishes
welcome to carte blanche. this is a free space, let’s call it that.
