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Anthropologist/writer Antropologė/rašytoja

Solveiga Zibaite

me

Livestream of a panic attack

Do I want him to want me? I will think about this tomorrow – I will be sober and smarter. You’re welcome, future me. We have a good relationship. I got your back. Like no one does. Don’t ever betray yourself. You’ll figure it out – you’re a smart one. I trust you. That’s good […]

Published on February 23, 2018

Grapefruit as heavy as a newborn’s head

There is one thing about Leda that she simply refuses to admit to herself. When choosing food items to snack on throughout the day, she will never bring herself to eat those grapefruits she keeps buying. Her heart becomes heavy every time she catches a glimpse of the jaundiced cellulite skin in her tote bag […]

Published on February 23, 2018

‘The Uncanny’ as manifestation of the denial of death

The uncanny valley is a theory, developed by robot designer Masahiro Mori, suggesting that the viewer’s affinity towards a humanoid object, such as an android, a manipulated 3D rendering of a human, etc., steadily increases as its resemblance to a human being grows, until it dips significantly when the entity begins to appear eerily, but […]

Published on February 23, 2018

my ‘death positive’ might not be your ‘death positive’

In light of recent attempt by the Order of the Good Death to clarify the ‘myths’ surrounding the concept of death positivity, I decided to put forward my short consideration on the term and propose a definition of ‘death positive’ that I find easier to identify with personally. Before doing that, I must state that […]

Published on January 31, 2018

Parallel reading

Each sentence from the first text corresponds to each sentence in the second one. 1. Charm disguises the insults he throws at me as petals, and those silky bleached pink and maroon petals cover my open palms. They putrify in an instant, covering my pearly flesh in a sticky dark tar of humiliation. A gaping […]

Published on January 28, 2018

See? – There is victory in death!

I have mountains of lists. Lists of things that he, whoever he is, likes about me. The things that he tells his friends when they ask: so what‘s so special about her? The lovely thing is, these are the things I don‘t even like about myself, or I hadn‘t noticed before I started thinking about […]

Published on January 28, 2018

On flying and breath and death in 300 words

The water bottle on the foldable table in front of me begins moving slightly, its contents softly rippling. My intestines turn into knots just like earphone cords do in pockets. I peek at the flight attendants. They smile. But this fear inside me has its own life. It builds within me a mystical knowlege that […]

Published on January 26, 2018

Heart

She struggles to open her mouth wide enough to fit the first bite of a large sandwich she‘s treating herself with. As she finally uncomfortably nestles the thick white bread between her teeth and chomps down, the innards of the sandwich begin falling out the other side. She takes a sip from her diet coke […]

Published on January 26, 2018

are you leaving me?

The ring he just took off was dancing with itself on the table. – I‘m scared of you, – his swamp water filled eyes didn’t even attempt to meet my piercing red lasers. – Oh honey, you really know your way into a woman‘s heart. I was deeply moved. Is this damn thing a ring […]

Published on January 26, 2018

An ode to lipstick

The scent of lipstick is the scent of hope. It is a false promise that you can brighten yourself and hide the hopelessness and decay. It makes a small number of people stop in their tracks and contemplate the non-verbal potential of your lips. You wear pink to make the boys wink, don‘t you? He […]

Published on January 26, 2018