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  • Meeting Arias

    Sunday, 5 March, 2017 – Ann Arbor, Michigan As Chris makes it across Huron Street, the first thing he sees is the corner of Grizzly Park. The name is a pun: the acre-and-a-half square used to be the parking lot for a restaurant called Grizzly Peak that was across Ashley at the south edge of…

    Michael Goulish

    April 5, 2022
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    Chris, First Week
  • Clean

    Monday, 5 June, 2017 – Ann Arbor, Michigan Kate walks a little faster as she leaves Main Street and turns at last toward the Burlington Office Center. Up ahead, the brick building’s three levels glow in the morning sunlight, only partly obscured by the early leaves of parking lot trees. The parking area is practically…

    Michael Goulish

    March 5, 2022
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    Kate, Praxis et Theorica Mortis
  • Wind Chimes

    Sunday, 5 March, 2017 – Ann Arbor, Michigan “Oh, what beautiful wind chimes! And such lovely tones they make! How much do you want for them?” Slowly, Arias draws her gaze down from the glowing mackerel sky to regard her booth’s latest customer: a plump woman wearing an expensive coat and an unfortunate hair style.…

    Michael Goulish

    March 2, 2022
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    Chris, First Week
  • Cortez, Upon Reaching the New World

    Monday, 5 June, 2017 – Ann Arbor, Michigan Cortez, upon reaching the new world, decided What the hell. I think I will walk to work today. Because, after all, just yesterday—Or was it the day before? The days have kind of blurred together recently.—the great explorer thought that she was dying of brain cancer. Even…

    Michael Goulish

    February 25, 2022
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    Kate, Praxis et Theorica Mortis
  • KATE Scan

    Saturday, 3 June to Monday, 5 June, 2017 – Ann Arbor, Michigan Standing in front of the Pogany’s door, Kate whispers to herself. “I can do this,” she says. “Just like the building, except smaller. Like a CAT scan.” She approximates a reassuring smile, which quickly fades. “And if it doesn’t work, she doesn’t even…

    Michael Goulish

    February 24, 2022
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    Kate, Praxis et Theorica Mortis
  • Ask them to leave

    Friday, 2 June, 2017 – Ann Arbor, Michigan She knows right away that the dream is different, because she is seeing her mother from a different point of view. As her mother walks in through the door of Aunt Janice’s house Kate sees her, for the first time ever, from the point of view of…

    Michael Goulish

    February 24, 2022
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    Kate, Praxis et Theorica Mortis
  • Thanks for the Donuts

    Thursday, 23 March, 2017 – Ann Arbor, Michigan Jon starts to lean on the edge of her desk, then thinks better of it and straightens up again. He appears to be almost but not quite ready to ask a question. “What else can I do for you, Jon?” Kate prompts. “Should I bring more donuts…

    Michael Goulish

    February 24, 2022
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    Kate, Praxis et Theorica Mortis
  • Arriving

    Sunday, 5 March, 2017 – Ann Arbor, Michigan “Go on, boy, it won’t bite you!” On the first step down to the bus door, Chris stops and turns back to look at the driver. He was hesitating, looking out at the front of the bus stop, and the busy intersection of Huron and Ashley. “First…

    Michael Goulish

    February 23, 2022
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    Chris, First Week
  • Kate Visits the Lab

    Thursday, 23 March, 2017 – Ann Arbor, Michigan Everybody has arrived and gotten pretty well settled into their various projects, with the possible exception of Brian who seems to be splitting is time between working and surreptitiously surfing, when a soft little knock comes at the door jamb. Ulrich, who has been muttering to himself…

    Michael Goulish

    February 23, 2022
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    Kate, Praxis et Theorica Mortis
  • Cooking

    Saturday, 18 March, 2017 – Ann Arbor, Michigan It’s actually a little scary opening the door and walking back into her apartment. After all, the last time she was here she hallucinated a soul-devouring worm sticking out of the back of her head. But Kate goes in and nothing weird happens, except that when she…

    Michael Goulish

    February 19, 2022
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    Kate, Praxis et Theorica Mortis
  • The Duck Egg Man

    Saturday, 18 March, 2017 – Ann Arbor, Michigan The Huron River flows away and away, its water turned to liquid silver by the heavy gray sky, and when it finally gets where it’s going it will forget what it is, emptying itself into the great wild ocean, losing itself. Kate stands at the railing of…

    Michael Goulish

    February 18, 2022
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    Kate, Praxis et Theorica Mortis
  • Dies Natalis

    5 March, 2017 – Solar Space and Ann Arbor, Michigan Shards of awareness ride the wavefronts of luminance and pain. Leaping away from their origin in the star, soaring across the slow tides of the plenum, the fragments can no longer remember whether they are seeking or fleeing, hoping or fearing, living or dying. At…

    Michael Goulish

    February 17, 2022
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    Chris, First Week
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