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BEYOND · Innocence
Killing fields, a child offering herself to a stranger and partying until the sun comes up in a gay club. Cambodia. Been there, seen all of it. Help.
Oct 10
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Innocence
Losing innocence gives you a wound that bleeds backwards. Every ugly thing pours in. You’re defenseless. Until there’s blood everywhere.
Oct 8
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Season One, Done
TracingEchoes is the show. The stories the episodes. A good season ends too early. Let’s just roll the credits. Enough leaders.
Oct 5
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September 2026
The Keyboard Clatter Cracked
A keyboard is full of mercy. Backspace. Delete. Escape. Ctrl+Z. So many ways to take things back. The Enter key though. Try to find mercy there.
Sep 29
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The Curtain Craves Applause
Imagine hugging someone. Arms wrapped tight. It’s warm. So cozy. You smell sugar and roses. But something reeks. You’re hugging a VP.
Sep 20
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The Pen Hit The Silence
Confidence is amazing. Go, give it to colleagues. Friends. Strangers. Hand it all out. Just don’t keep any. Distrust it. Fear its arrogance.
Sep 6
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August 2026
The Screen That Finished
“I am right.” Such a beautiful sentence, no? So clean. Right. No dirt. No blood. Some shit stuck in the fan blades though. Maybe.
Aug 27
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The Cup That Was King
Catch hierarchy pants-down and suddenly it's uncomfortably embarrassing. You almost feel sorry for all its ridiculous dignity. Look away. You cannot.
Aug 17
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The Room Kept Trying To Be Warm
For years, everyone had been kind. Nobody had told him the truth.
Aug 14
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My Armor Is Made of Fresh Air
Usually, I hide inside a story. Today, the story forces me into the open. My career, my children, my arrogance, my fears. Muay Thai, fantasy books, open…
Aug 4
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July 2026
The Plant With No Paint
So many shades of green. Forest green. Olive green. Do-not-eat green. Radioactive tennis-ball green. And, not to forget, a very special…
Jul 29
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The Mirror Was Still Full
Every reflection carries the same reality. Power decides where it bends.
Jul 22
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