missed connections.

both in my life and in my writing practice, I have always been drawn not only to liminality in aesthetic, in prose and in general, but to the strange poetry of Craigslist "Missed Connections." the idea that there is a space on the internet that acts as a fever-dream esque avenue of transmission for things left unsaid and opportunities missed is intriguing. and as of now, pretty fucking vintage. though I've seen the premise recreated in a more modern NYC specific website - as well as the ever popular gen z "project unsent" - I'd like to offer this as a space to post a missed connection, a personal ad as poetic as you can muster, or really anything, dude. whatever you're feeling and if someone agrees I'll put the two of you in touch. :)