A brief note on

"Nonymous"

This is a different sort of essay. I'm usually working on a side experiment trying to figure out how the internet changes the way I write. I wrote this particular bit to try and turn the mosaic tiling of a tumblr blog into a vignetted personal essay about love and identity and the fragmented ways we communicate those things nowadays.

TL;DR: A tumblr is a form just like a sonnet is a form.