musée mia burrus

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grave goods

When a record album was in fact an album full of records, when records were shellac, when my mother was a teenager, when she was “Jody” – she made this old-fashioned playlist. What does it say about my mother’s preferences and choices and how her circumstances informed them? My latest long-playing writing project is to

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Editing: the next level

I have edited and corrected (and edited and corrected) the text for the memoir of my father and his ranch and now need to reweave the two narratives more tightly to make it “more enticing” for the reader. The only way I know how to start this process is visually…like rearranging the chairs in a

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Reading the tea leaves…

…or the entrails. Or palms, tarot, dreams, horoscopes, ouija, bumps on the head, even statistics. We need to know and so we predict, though we mostly fail to take lessons from such predictions. And so we seek to prophesy again. This is my haruspex, oracle, prophet, sibyl, augur, seer. What will she read and what

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