Human Tire Fire
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I have titled this collection Human Tire Fire because that's the image I picture when I look back over the period of time in which I created these stories. The tire fire is the signifier I see for myself. Putrid. Scorched. Burning up in perpetuity. An ugly, smoky, blazing pit. A disgusting mass. A disgusting mess. An absolute wreck of a human being, flaming, billowing, unable to contain the noxious fumes coming off of me. And yet, with all my flaws, also a boundless source of heat and energy. A barely contained combustible accident waiting to happen. This is how I have chosen to present myself, by way of my work, to you and any other readers I am lucky enough to collect in my lifetime. This feels like an honest accounting of my existence. Honesty is vulnerable, and vulnerability is dangerous. Vulnerability is risky. Allowing ourselves to be vulnerable is how we open ourselves up to getting hurt. On the other hand, vulnerability in the proper amounts and proper settings can lead to greater intimacy. And intimacy between myself and my eventual readers is absolutely necessary to my overall vision for my writing, which I hope to make into my career someday.
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Critical introduction -- The addiction of Acceptance -- Andy's -- Seoul -- Marked -- What's mine and what is owed to me -- The mayor -- Too late comes too soon for too many -- r/pantyselling -- The last day of summer camp -- Fire Places -- watching the ocean go away -- The Malevolent lottery -- The gift of memory -- The vault -- Appleface
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M.F.A.