We Cannot Be Created for This Sort of Suffering – Essay

Joyelle McSweeney’s double volume is a prophetic testament of grief. — BY NICK RIPATRAZONE “They say I must remain confined to this room for some time,” John Keats wrote to his fiancée, Fanny Brawne, in early February of 1820, just days after he’d begun coughing up blood. In another letter to Brawne, he confided, “On the night … Continue reading We Cannot Be Created for This Sort of Suffering – Essay

Relaunch 2020

I love being an introvert. Though I spent much of my younger years acting like an extrovert, it was just that…an act. As I’ve become more comfortable in my own skin (a fact that’s taken nearly four decades to manifest), and seeing all the things that are currently taking place in our society, from political … Continue reading Relaunch 2020