There’s this place. This sort of in between no man’s land, like Alice’s rabbit hole: this kind of place between people, neighbors, lovers, communities, nations.
There’s this convergence of stories. This kind of uncomfortable place where the murky statement that two irreconcilable truths are both simultaneously true is the clearest answer you’ll receive from any advice dispensing, shisha smoking caterpillar on a mushroom.
This is my field report, my letter to home, my documentation of the space between people that is often filled by hatred, prejudice, war. This is my project to use stories, prose, and poetry inspired by my travels and the excellent people I’ve met along the way to try to fill that space with something else.
Strange things will happen here. It’s probably all in your head. And very open to interpretation.
Welcome to the middle of the thing.