The work of students.

Sorry about the lapse in posting; although if you read the dates on the posts from the past two years, you’ll see that I am prone to these silences. I think it’s just part of not being entirely comfortable in the self-disclosure of the web. Anyhow.

But, I wanted to post a paragraph by one of my students, Adam Rager. This week he turned a 51-page story in to workshop. It was really wonderful in so many ways. This is the last paragraph of his story:

“…So this is the end.
Our dreams are paper cities. Our metaphors are paper cities. Our fictions are paper cities. Our truths are paper cities. God is a paper city. I am a paper city. Sadness, loss, and death are paper cities. Happiness, love, and life are paper cities. We are paper cities.”

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