When I crested 12 and took the first tentative steps down authorship’s overgrown path, the trees and buzzing insects spoke with the voices of Sylvia...
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The White Fists of Old Letters: On Being Plathian
I. October 5, 2017 It’s hard to say when my work was first called Plathian. It certainly could have been during a senior year college...
Compassionate Curating: Your Experience Is Valid
To put it simply, being an editor is difficult—and especially so when you are dealing with work that is crucial, urgent, and traumatic. As an...