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The Bookshelf at Poetica Coffee Shop on Prospect Park W, Brooklyn
poetry / essays / snippets
cohesive contradictions exists as a digital orchard of my (rebecca greubel's) writing, a place for it to exist, growing roots and sprouting fruit. Sometimes poetry, sometimes essay, sometimes neither and sometimes both, all are apples that that have fallen from my brain tree.
that's great rebecca, why not just do this on substack? Okay I hear you, another place to check things, to follow up and see if anything new has been posted. But there's something about the linearity, the formality, the context of my work around many incredible, brilliant writers, that feels wrong. The readily availableness of it. This is my orchard, the place for my trees and fruit to grow, live, breathe, take up their own space to rot on the floor or be chopped up into a nice fruit salad. I want you to come visit it, not for a moment, but for a while, and maybe pick a few things to take home with you.