27 May, 2024

Personal Non-fiction Essay: St. John’s Dance

It’s twenty minutes into this muni ride toward Haight Street in San Francisco and it just registered that I’m not heading toward Haight at all. Simultaneously, I also realized that the Joan Didion’s essay I’ve been reading is not on mortality, but morality. So, I’m about thirty some-odd blocks from where I’m supposed to be, […]

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