Essays + Other Pieces

Everything is so, so very heavy just now.


It’s been this way for weeks. As if gravity now pulls at my bones, my hair, my flesh, at a greater rate than it used to. As if I am being pulled down, sucked to the face of the Earth with nowhere to go and no means to move.


The increased gravity affects my thoughts. 


It’s as if my thoughts pour through my mind like molasses, slow…slow, and then creeping, creeping through my brain cells, electric circuit after electric circuit until suddenly the...

About Me

Writer + researcher of medieval and early modern history. Interested in spaces, and how we interact with them. Georges Perec's biggest fan.