Zack McMackenThis Wintering of our YouthLet us sit here a moment and marvel at this wintering of our youth.Aug 31, 2023Aug 31, 2023
Zack McMackenLife’s praise of adverbsIt had been five years since I had last written to someone alive. Sometimes I felt that my inclination to speak with the dead came from an…Mar 26, 2023Mar 26, 2023
Zack McMackenEternal Return and another Deathday of heavy rain.October 15, 2021Oct 14, 20211Oct 14, 20211
Zack McMackenIn Defense of InsomniaToday I drove my motorbike 30 minutes through the paddies outside of Ubud to a village where my dear friends Saleshni and Riki told me I…Sep 9, 20211Sep 9, 20211
Zack McMacken"Words of a sundering"That time has finally arrived. The one in which we are supposed to look at each other, and embrace for an extended period of time, and…Sep 6, 2021Sep 6, 2021
Zack McMackenOn belonging, estrangement, and exileI have spent much of my adulthood wrestling with the idea of elsewhere. I’ve spent a great deal of time and energy defining my elsewheres…Aug 21, 20211Aug 21, 20211
Zack McMackenCrime scene reports and the unreliable witness.Good evening, Father.Oct 14, 2020Oct 14, 2020
Zack McMacken25 years old was the greatest burdenBut where do we look when the days blur together and my yesterday bears so similar a likeness to my tomorrow. When these same four walls…Sep 20, 2020Sep 20, 2020