see to see—
Lindsay Nixon’s nîtisânak is an accounting of beyond-family kinship, from the fragility of great-grandmothers to first gay makeouts. It feels like they are sitting next to you…
The problem with calling something fugazi, whether it is the smoke and mirrors of stock brokers or a zirconium stone, is that it presumes an unassailable veracity or ontology of, say, real labour, or real diamonds.
A Record of Meeting — On Miriam Nichols’s A Literary Biography of Robin Blaser: Mechanic Of Splendor
