WinteringIt’s November 24th, and I’m crying into my daylight lamp. Will it ever get better?, my German side asks. There’s always time, my…Nov 25, 2024Nov 25, 2024
Grazing BeyondPerhaps not all cows would choose the field if given the choice — perhaps, given a modicum of existential self-will, some would run back…Oct 7, 2023Oct 7, 2023
Five Memories on Film1. A much too hot July day in Paris, on which I try to escape the greenhouse-like conditions in my 11m² cell under the roof. I’m walking…Jul 3, 2023Jul 3, 2023
The Rest of Her LifeIt all started when she heard a noise while peeing. An organic defect maybe, a leaking pipe? She flushed.Mar 19, 20221Mar 19, 20221
Hyperobjects in LoveI think of you like I think of climate change: incessantly, helplessly, to no end.Jan 3, 2022Jan 3, 2022
