I keep thinking about a recent essay in Popula by Danuta Hinc, “Beneath the Black Rocks,” where she writes about her mother’s death — and how she just left. I think of the underground mountain, how it expands towards the center of the earth, how it pushes deep into the waves towards the horizon, andContinue reading “iGoodbye”
Category Archives: the internet
What You Don’t See
Musings on the performance of parenthood on Instagram.
The Cursor
Musings on the power of the cursor.
Finding Space
After reading “My Family’s Slave,” Alex Tizon’s story in the Atlantic, my mind has been a cauldron.
Face
Entered that world once again,
and there he is, my dear friend gone.
I send a friend request, despite —
Just need a moment to pretend.
Fragmented Thoughts On Photography
The image is a byproduct, a shadow of a memory.
The Machine is Your Friend
You think that the stream will satisfy you, that the browser will enlighten you, that this app will complete you, that those likes will fill you.
I Wanted to Share That I’m Not Sharing
I deactivated Facebook.
I haven’t posted a tweet in ten days.
Exploring Versions of Home
You can create your own profile on Medium and Hi and Exposure. But there’s an element of renting out space on these platforms, and I’m reminded of the loft my husband and I just moved out of — one unit within a huge, impersonal condo complex — and our quest to create the exact home we want.
Creating Our Own Narratives
What we post in these moments of proclamation on a site like Facebook is a byproduct, a projection. Instead, life happens between status updates.