If grief has a half-life, then Isla’s is nuclear and will live beyond her, beyond language.
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Bihoods
a story started three generations ago gassed you backwards. Left you the epilogue of a Ghostface b-side.
Ant Farm
This is a reluctance to share language with the ants. To describe our lives as we do the ants’. We say about ourselves: industry, innovation.
Mole Galleries
Was there new information about the mole? Was the determination based purely on statistical modeling? I never received a response. I find it fitting. Biologists cannot reach the island. I cannot reach the biologist. All of us, arranged along a spectrum of restrictions. A series of silences.
“Gaia: [uncomfortably]” and “Gaia and 21st Century Malfunction”
I wish all of my children were dead ones
