gothic metaphysics
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(For more than a year I poured myself into a portfolio for art school. Only the pieces that felt closest to my truth made it in, and even then I wasn’t sure any of them were good enough. A panel of professionals would decide if I was worthy of a seat. I remember pacing the…
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Nothing— Not the kind that means absence, but the kind that trembles with everything that has not yet chosen a shape. A silence so full it feels like the inhale before a universe decides whether or not it wants to be born. I wait for the thought to arrive, but the waiting feels strange now.…
