This is no mythic opening to an essay. This is true:

I woke from a dream where I was on my knees in front of Best Small Fictions – whatever that means: on my knees. I was physically supplicant and simultaneously not there. Yet emotionally on my hands and knees. And Best Small Fictions did not look like this: Best Small Fictions 2020 It looked like […]

This is no mythic opening to an essay. This is true:

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