"Consciousness is the loneliest place in the universe. No one can share it with anyone. Try as I might to explain my consciousness to you, it comes irreparably filtered through your own. You can’t see it for yourself. I wouldn’t be _...Read More_

Last spring, California poppies bloomed on my screen before I saw them bloom anywhere else. Among the flowers, on Instagram, there was often a person, most often a white woman, posing in the orange-studded hills, selling something. I _...Read More_