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Intimations, Part 1: Inverse Outcast
Tim Korolev As many philosophers, anthropologists, historians, and whateverelseians love to note, humans are social creatures. We more often than not define our existence by the society that surrounds us. Whether someone is trying to fit in or to stand out, both actions are defined by how society sees them. Even individualism is the idea…
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An Intimation on Time
Reese Seberg I’ve always wondered what it would be like to die; to look back on my life in instances and fragments of time; a once infinite resource. I’m doubtful that my life would ‘flash’ before my eyes, much as Hollywood prophesied. How could my life be summed up in just a matter of seconds?…
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Intimations Playlist 2021
Marcella Michalek “Normal Girl” – SZA (January 2021) I’m not sure if I can do this. Write this. No. Not this right now. But this when I listened to this song. Being vulnerable is hard. Easier when you’re opening up to someone you’ll never meet. Harder when it’s someone who already knows you. Or thinks…
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Intimations, Part Two: Inverse Internet
Tim Korolev This essay is sort-of an addendum to the previous essay I wrote, Inverse Outcast. It’s a similar concept – an experience that I was used to before the pandemic forced the rest of society to deal with it as well. However, the internet being as massive and many-faceted as it is, it’s a…
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Letter to a Young Writer
Anonymous Letter from a Young Writer Friend, I’ve been thinking a lot recently about how we texture our lives. Dog-eared pages. Freshly brewed coffee. Rain on stained glass windows. Joni Mitchell’s guitar strings. Vermont maple syrup poured in a slow, sexy manner over pancakes. I think about all of this and more, especially now, after…
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The Sun through Stained Glass
Natalie A life of chaos builds resilience, they say, but it doesn’t mean she has become accustomed to her pain. Chaos is her family, but family doesn’t end in blood, right? She could trade it for peace. For comfort. A storm for a sunrise. She could make the sky a friend, a far better one…
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Resilience
Hayley Weeder “They were tulips. I wanted them to be peonies. In my story, they are, they will be, they were and will forever be peonies…” – Zadie Smith, Intimations January 27th, 2021. I wrote the date in my notes. Marking it for future thought. Pinpointing the date of still unsettling feelings. I don’t claim…
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The Little Things That Make Us Whole
Anonymous The Outlook ping vibrated my phone, and the phones of everyone around me. It was a ping that we had been anticipating but holding out hope that we wouldn’t receive. I was sitting on the ground surrounded by friends and I cautiously looked at the subject line in an attempt to conceal any emotion…
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QAnon is Insane. Why Do I Keep Reading Their Discussion Boards?
Anonymous During the pandemic, my three most visited websites were Zoom, Twitter, and Youtube. Coming in a close fourth is GreatAwakening.win. The QAnon message boards are filled with stories of families cutting the “Patriots” out of their lives and explanations for why the Clintons have not been publicly hanged yet. I followed them from 4chan…
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BLM and Scooby Doo
Anonymous Growing up, every time I was sick, I would watch Scooby-Doo. My favorite part was when they all realized the monster wasn’t a monster but a human being—a neighbor, a waitress, a CEO. They never ended an episode with a masked monster who was never revealed and simply continued their unwarranted cruelty. It is…