You’re in Good Virtual Hands: On ASMR, Anxiety, Relaxation in the Side-Hustle Economy, and Being Baby
In this strange territory of dorkiness, role-playing, and absurd props, there is something like real magic, and it makes me shiver.
This is , a monthly column by Sarah Lyn Rogers on finding self and community in digital spaces.
Dog bite. Cat scratch. Spider crawling up your back—bite-bite-bite! Cool breeze. Tight squeeze. Now you have the shiverees
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Will my silence be interpreted as disapproval? Does my face convey the right amount of appreciation?Am I talking enough during this, am I talking too much? What do I say, how much do I tip, am I allowed to say I don’t like something, that the massage hurts, that I don’t like the haircut?
Sarah Lyn Rogers is an NYC-based writer from the San Francisco Bay Area. She is the editorial assistant for Soft Skull Press, a contributing editor for Catapult, and was formerly the fiction editor for The Rumpus. She is the author of Inevitable What (Sad Spell Press 2016), a poetry chapbook focused on magic and rituals, and was the 2014 winner of the Academy of American Poets' Virginia de Araujo prize.
For more of Sarah's work, visit sarahlynrogers.com.
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