🫖 Feeling sordid, may delete later! We should give ourselves more credit for the human feat that is texting. The written word conveyed instantaneously over screens. The elegant layers we use to convey exactly what we mean (or, sometimes, exactly what we DON’T mean). It’s the perfect form. And, don’t pretend it’s not cool! There’s a world in the illuminated smile and secret laugh of a person typing away on the streetcorner, sitting alone in a cafe, on the subway platform. Asynchronous and out of order, I present: Doxxed, a series of messages I received recently. Names are redacted. Sit back and enjoy the poetry. 🫖
