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unconditional love

I find myself dancing alone on my little borrowed balcony at sunset. It’s a November sunset. What felt like the middle of the afternoon just a couple months ago is somehow now the tipping point into night. I look out on all the houses that surround me, a typical Dutch scene, brick houses with littleContinue reading “unconditional love”

the voyager & the voyeur

when i presented this project i struggled to find the words for this piece and i still do. that’s the way of our existence. trying to communicate things beyond the amount of weird sounds we have to describe it. at the time i was feeling trapped, like i was drowning in a lake that wasContinue reading “the voyager & the voyeur”

words are dumb and i love you

there are not enough words but also there are too many. my least favorite question in this moment in history has become, “how do you identify?” i don’t fucking know, Susan. my name is ali. what do you really want to know here? what pronouns to use when you’re gossiping about me with Karen atContinue reading “words are dumb and i love you”

apple tree

i lost my grandma’s ring

i lost my grandma’s ring. i wore it on her birthday. i was babysitting. standing at the sink washing dishes watching it flip around my finger awkwardly trying to hold the glass bowl and sponge without scraping it. “it would be easier if i took it off,” i thought. “i don’t have a front pocket.Continue reading “i lost my grandma’s ring”