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Published January 20, 2023 on personal blog As I walk through the front doors, my heart rate spikes. I’m lifted through the space by a sexual thrill, at the prospect of my immediate future. My table is ready, obviously, as it has been ready for more than four months. It was hand-picked from the lot…
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Created November 17, 2021 as a hypothetical narrative for Sports Illustrated within Practicum: Writing in the Arts Three ice cubes drop into a rocks glass with a clink. The cap is popped off a bottle of McClelland’s single malt scotch. The glass is filled, and through my Discord call, a burly 24-year old carpenter named Nolan settles into…
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Created October 4, 2022 for Practicum: Writing Fiction “Arriving at, Donlands.” The subway car jostles back and forth as it screeches to a halt. Mckayla reaches out and grabs a stanchion as she’s launched to the side, and narrowly avoids being forcefully ejected from the vehicle. She looks left and right to see if anyone…
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Created November 27, 2021 as a hypothetical feature for Sports Illustrated within Practicum: Writing in the Arts To many, the Covid-19 pandemic marked the end of days where something truly electrifying was allowed to happen on a court of field. It was an acceleration of the sports world’s slow trend downwards into corporate puppeteering. In the past individuals…