I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can’t see from the center.
-Kurt Vonnegut
SELECTED WORKS
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Sarah & Sebastian (Self-Collaboration 1)
It’s an indescribably beautiful day. They had said it was going to snow, but the clouds all passed. Children stumble with ice skates on the frozen pond, trying to find balance on the slippery ice. Sarah watches them as they fall and wants to help them up, but she decides it isn’t her business. There
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The Self-Collaboration Project
I’m working on a project where I revisit short stories or character sketches I wrote as a kid and then re-create them. I don’t try to edit them, but I take the spirit of what my younger self made and write it again, as I would today. The first short story I took was “Marcelle
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My Addiction is a Demonic Possession I can’t Exorcise
One day. One day. One day. That’s the farthest I can get in sobriety before I’m standing by my dealer’s door, arguing with myself, spinning in circles. His place is next to my laundromat. I’m there every week. He wears braces and has bright brown eyes with long, dark lashes. I notice these three features
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We Don’t Talk About Portland – Chapter 1
The city began to stir, awoken by the warm golden glow of a Sunday dawn. In the dark shadows of an alleyway, untouched by the sun, Magpie opened his eyes and was disappointed to find himself still alive, still singing in the chorus of all God’s creatures. His cheek rested on the asphalt, gravel digging
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The Book Markets at Peking University
When I went to Peking University, I’d often find these outdoor book vendors that would lay a tarp out on the sidewalk or a collapsible table and have boxes full of books in different languages, usually Simplified Chinese, English, and Japanese. There was one just outside the northwest gate, and another by the train station.
j.k. armstrong 