...from which I am very tentatively back.
For those keeping track, I am gloriously alive and blindingly well, in Philadelphia and in love, and hard at work making art, community, knowledge, and a little money too. (A little.) Can provide details upon request, and will be writing more often as I develop organizational ability (ha).
In lieu of delectable news+information material, I offer this beautiful poem, created from subjects lines, by the prescient Gmail spam-sorting widget. Amazing how artificial intelligence is able to channel Hemingway and Thoreau and Dickinson:
Bargaining chip romanticize-
Video game pavement-
Track and field-