• claire lin

    out west

    on snowballs in july, onion dip, and found family

    March 5, 2021
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    We all say that the drive from Jackson to Sun Valley is something special. It takes us out past the cratered rocks, lunar wasteland, and brush speckling the hills that flatten down into the Idaho borderlands. Through that atomic ghost town, past the “Ice Cream 9 Miles” sign—red like the cherry on top of the […]

    collecting pieces of eternity

    on forgetting, family, and living as a human

    November 20, 2020
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    I have nearly forgotten the world. Some days, I even go without peeling my curtains back—sitting, hunched over a silly brick of data and lithium. I nibble on internet jokes written by strangers I don’t care about. I forget to dream, and sometimes I forget to breathe. I get writer’s block. A lot. I also […]

    bend and snap

    finding, losing, and spinning back into dance

    October 15, 2020
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    My first memory of creating myself was when I came home from watching ballet for the first time, marched into my living room, closed my eyes, and poured my body into the shapes I had just witnessed in Swan Lake. I was three years old and sure I could feel my body joining my soul. […]