At 35: Writing the Viral Bildungsroman[1]

Ricky Varghese Memory resides somewhere between the neurotic insistence of something akin to truth, and the uncanny, vertigo-inducing vagaries of fiction. The past is undoubtedly easily forgettable and yet we persist, at least at times, in remembering it, despite how anachronistically stained our gesture of remembering it is—stained by splotches, hues of forgetting, in spite of how much our remembering this it of the past might be anarchically wounded by forgetting. Both remembering and...

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