Kafka
and the search for meaning
Throughout my MFA adventures over the course of the past few years, I’ve discovered a few writers that feel like kindred spirits. Though these souls have long since departed their mortal flesh, I have found in their work a resonance that I think we all long for in the space (or time) between two people.
One such figure is a writer by the name of Franz K…
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