George T. Anderson

In Pilates and various meditative disciplines, I’m told to look inward and focus my being—to “center” myself. While this works on a physical level, helping to tame breathing and related symptoms,

The word is changing with its world. With it goes our thought and the formation of our worlds. Our very being leaps from this notion of world-building: the quick text, the smile gifted

If these genre conventions had flesh and blood, I would fight them with swords. As it is, I am powerless. They win. If a book is not neat and square and laid out

Bittersweetly, I may not even see the published version of this piece. I may be leaving the Internet. I suppose it’s rather silly to throw out the baby with the bathwater, but

The kitchen in this communal house is often trashed and smelly. I’m pretty sure I clean up after myself. Doubtless, everyone else says the same thing, but the place just won’t