Two: Driving along a street where all the names seem vaguely familiar. Perhaps for my lucid novel. Imagine driving down a street where all the side streets are something like [Your Mother's Name] St., [Your Grandmother's Name] Rd., [Your first girlfriend/boyfriend] Ave. If it happened to me, I might wonder if I were dead and this was my body's way of flashing my life before me.
Two ideas.
Two: Driving along a street where all the names seem vaguely familiar. Perhaps for my lucid novel. Imagine driving down a street where all the side streets are something like [Your Mother's Name] St., [Your Grandmother's Name] Rd., [Your first girlfriend/boyfriend] Ave. If it happened to me, I might wonder if I were dead and this was my body's way of flashing my life before me.
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Gender, what a concept!
This is an essay I wrote but never shared after *last* year's #ComingOutDay. I touched it up a little, but it's still very rough (I've learned a…
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Where ya from? :)
The following piece is a monologue I performed for "The Griot Show" last weekend: I get asked this question a lot: "Where are you from?"…
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Coming to rest.
Copied from facebook (sorry, but it's something). One of the topics I was researching yesterday was sundive trajectories. It may be surprising, but…
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