The mortifying ordeal of being known A Fragment by Tim Kreider opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com Years ago a friend of mine had a dream about a strange invention; a staircase you could descend deep underground, in which you heard recordings of all the things anyone had ever said about you, both good and bad. The catch was, you had to pass through all the worst things people had said before you could get to the highest compliments at the very bottom. There is no way I would ever make it more than two and a half steps down such a staircase, but I understand its terrible logic: if we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known. lovehumanity
If we were allowed to visit A Poetry Collection ianmaclarty.itch.io If We Were Allowed To Visit is an anthology of poems by Gemma Mahadeo rendered by Ian MacLarty. As you move through the game's environment, the poems are rearranged into the shapes of the objects they're about, each frame becoming a new generative poem. Concrete poetry poetrygamesmicrosites