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Last night, on my way to my friends’ album release party, I was walking and eating a slice of pizza because I didn’t want to get too drunk when I…

Jul 21, 2021 •

November 2020

I wanted to write; I couldn’t write. I wanted to write, I couldn’t write, I didn’t want to write, I didn’t write. I didn’t write. Now I am beginning to…

Nov 24, 2020 •

April 2020

There’s a metaphor I’m fond of using for when I’m thinking about fate. I think of it as a pepper grinder. You know, the kind where you twist the top. In…

Apr 27, 2020 •

March 2020

In use today, care has many meanings. To care is to worry, yes, and to fret, but one also cares for a rose garden. One cares for a family member, a…

Mar 17, 2020 •

February 2020

I’ve been thinking a lot about the difference between theory and praxis. Or the difference between the speech act and what it enacts. Or maybe that is…

Feb 18, 2020 •

January 2020

when I woke up, not for real but that first, still-drunk awaking that arrives when the light comes in and lasts for about as long as a dream, I saw a…

Jan 2, 2020 •

December 2019

I wasn’t always a writer, or I mean, I didn’t always think I’d be one. Whether I thought of myself as someone who writes—that’s different. But I was…

Dec 18, 2019 •

November 2019

I saw on Twitter—of course I saw on Twitter—that sometimes, when babies are really happy, they get overwhelmed and have to look away. It’s not that they…

Nov 30, 2019 •

moments of brightness

This time last year I’d gone to Asia twice in the span of less than a month. First to Tokyo with my friend Anna, in one of the most beautiful, dreamlike…

Nov 20, 2019 •

October 2019

under no formal constraints

intimacies is an occasional newsletter by larissa pham, inspired by the diary letter of the same name. in these letters you’ll hear about what i’m…

Oct 10, 2019 •

May 2018

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The other day, I got into an argument with an ex-boyfriend who I’m friendly with now. We were arguing about whether some displays of suffering deserved…

May 31, 2018 •

March 2018

If I were to ever teach a writing course, it would be in poetry. I would only teach it in spring and I would call it Slow Magic and I would begin it the…

Mar 13, 2018 •

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