January 16, 2015
Searching for Argos—Dogs in Karen Green’s Bough Down
I started Early— Took my Dog —is the opening line of a poem by Emily Dickinson, a line that I have mentally cut out with scissors, leaving behind And visited […]
January 6, 2015
The Animal Human
Like many writers, artists, and generally sensitive beings, I think a lot about the emotional porosity of bodies—or perhaps, the capacity for all living beings to be emotionally porous. I […]