Tag Archives: I

Many Ghosts

Many people in my life have been consumed by fiction. Fiction is a monster. Fiction is a glutton. Like ego, like an insatiable wrath, it never gets enough, is never satisfied. Fiction has consumed and absorbed many people in my … Continue reading

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Virginia Woolf

Through a glass, darkly, splitting of selves by prism– Wide berth for one’s I.

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Lord Byron

Fretting noble cause, the starry heart lays rogue siege– I, seed of Legion

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i for an I

Dear Letters of the Alphabet, We regret to inform you of the untimely death of one of your brethren, lowercase i. Gone missing a while back, we were hoping for its return to its rightful place in the alphabet, but … Continue reading

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