Joanna Macy

I guess this might seem like a weird story to tell as part of my blog post for the Atticus Review. But look, online literary journals like this one and the many other great ones out there are full of human connections. They’re full of strangers becoming less strange, talking about their identities that they sometimes leave behind in various inconvenient places while taking photos of pretty turtles. And everybody just hoping to be in the right place at the right time for somebody else. I mean, let’s just do this shit as much as possible, you guys.