Posts Tagged: song

All the Tired Horses

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There is a cloudy line between noise and sound, routine and ritual.

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The Saturday Rumpus Essay: The Sword and Her Sister

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Frozen is a study in what happens when imagination is constrained to a single narrative arc

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The Saturday Rumpus Essay: Song in the Subjunctive

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Perhaps the city looked more poignantly lovely because I was conscious of its tragic history.

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The Saturday Rumpus Essay: Reading Don Quijote with My Mother

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“That’s the anthem I would have sung at my original graduation if the university had stayed open,” my mother said.

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