look in my drafts and see the article about the magic of metaphor and the one about the most beautiful sentences I’ve ever read in a book. I don’t know how to see those posts in the feed tucked between all the horrors. I don’t know how to be the person that looks tone deaf. So they sit. It’s not even just that I hesitate to post them. It’s that I know the horrors are where everyone’s mind is. Feels like offering hot dogs at a vegan convention. You know?