Three Poems

If I cross paths with myself on the sidewalk, I’m not sure I will recognize my own face.

Poem

October 1, 2021

The Reality Drive

A short story.

Watching Kelly Reichardt’s films in the age of Anthropic.

The work of art—and the work of making art—in an age increasingly hostile to it.

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