What is authenticity? This is not the question I thought I’d be wrestling with right now as I sit at my new home-away-from-home inside my home with thoughts of spread and infection rate and essential workers and PPE all swirling around in my brain like viral...
For the lovers disrupted by the lumbering ghost of Corona. A tribute to human affection and contact, torn away from so many temporarily and beyond. But for the six feet between us, I would place my hand upon your hand. I would throw my arms around your arms. I...
