I’m an old man now, but I was a boy once, and I saw things—adults with backward rollercoaster eyes, muddy backhoe faces, steel wool fingers, javelin forearms that could tack anything they wanted to a wall, a floorboard, a bed board, or a rusty bedspring creaking for rescue. I was a glass boy then, blown […]
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The End of the World as We Know It
I spend entirely too much time thinking about the end of the world. I should clarify. I don’t think very much about the ways the world could actually end: climate change-related, nuclear disaster, asteroid. I spend more time thinking about zombies. Vampires. Dragons. Maybe aliens. But mostly zombies, the Walking Dead kind more than the […]