Empty Basketball Courts: A Brief Essay

I Across the street from my apartment is a park with a four-hoop basketball court. The view from my living room isn’t optimal: I live at the park’s north side while the court is at its southern border; I’m also on the first floor, so my angle of the goings-on isn’t panoramic. Yet, I’m close…

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A Mood of Homelessness

For as long as I can recall, I have never been very interested in local news. Aside from spasms of voracious news consumption—which included national and international events—this has always been the case. It’s not difficult to imagine what my college journalism professors would think of this disclosure if by some stranger-than-fiction circumstance they read…

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