What Direction Now? Life at the intersection…

What Now?

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Hello?

A sound slung lowly, slowly, into the echo chamber. I’ve moved and moved back (and moved again)—and so has the site itself since its last listed entry.

Unfortunately, some bits were lost in transit, musings mine no more, set free like doves or bubbles to float again among their brethren in the ether. Some lines might have lived on, survived to flourish elsewhere but didn’t. Oblivious others deserved their final fates—they wouldn’t have been able to breathe on their own out in the open.

Regardless, this may—may this?—begin again, if not in earnest, then at least in good faith.

Hello!

See you soon…
I’m here for you, she said, And we can stay for a while…
AC

P.S. Translation with less obfuscation: The site has been down for over a month as it was migrated to a different host (sounds creepy and…uh…parasite-y…) domain. Several posts were lost in the process, so this is (hopefully) a fresh start. Thanks!

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By AC
What Direction Now? Life at the intersection…

About Andrew.

Andrew Cartwright grew up in Indianapolis, IN, but has lived over the years in such places as Denver, CO; Fairfax, VA; and Rivne, Ukraine. He is a former nonfiction editor for both Indiana Review and phoebe; he has also worked for the intersectional feminist journal, So To Speak, and the national literary magazine, Electric Literature. His work has appeared in The Normal School Online, Copper Nickel, Esquire Ukraine, Literary Hub, and Word Riot.

For more information about me and links to other writing, visit my author page at cartwriter.com

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