Chaia Levi
Bio
like if Nabokov had a brain injury
artist, writer, photographer
instagram, tiktok, tumblr: @chaialevi
Stories (32/0)
Melancholy Trail
The question stays, loud or soft — always, always there: am I running to or away? Grass rippling in time with waves, I watch water and flora follow steady pulse as they always do. Forgetting they also hold their own private worlds as I do, I grow distracted by orange and blue shadows cast by cold sun. The rasp of grass speaks to their tired day, to my tired bones.
By Chaia Leviabout a year ago in Poets
Life after an eating disorder
It’s always been about control. The complexities of triggers, motives, and behaviors are not set aside or ignored when it is said that an eating disorder is about control. You want control over how you are perceived, treated, regarded, spoken of. We know the overwhelming end results of fitting the ideal forced down our throats and inflected on our bodies. We know the devastation we are met with when we accept ourselves at our current or our best — we can be the healthiest we can physically manage and it is treated as lessor or a moral failing. Our bodies are not our own and that is the tragic lie we are indoctrinated and poisoned with.
By Chaia Levi2 years ago in Psyche
Creeping of the Cross Sea
A cross sea is as nebulous and accurate as it sounds: when crossing waves collide. Near perpendicular - angular at collision, a wave comes from over one side and another wave the other. Dangerous rarity propelled by winds and rhythm never ending, the clash and retreat calms at low tide and grows spectacular at high. Getting between the waves means no return.
By Chaia Levi2 years ago in Earth
Falling Apart in the Great Outdoors
Because even dust can eventually scratch glass, there is always the question of balancing rest and movement. Stay still too long, the body doesn’t work. Move around too much, the body falls apart. Making decisions on best practices for health and maintenance while disabled is a complex, frustrating, disheartening subject I still can’t sort out. I struggle with the unpredictable nature of Ehlers Danlos Syndrome even twelve years after confirmation from a genetic test. I have no set trajectory with no percentages to comfort or devastate me. It’s the not knowing that breaks me down.
By Chaia Levi2 years ago in Earth
Review of Helltown: The Untold Story of a Serial Killer on Cape Cod by Casey Sherman
A well-written, uniquely informative, and exploitative written dramatization of the serial killer that terrorized Cape Cod: Tony Costa. Weaving and connecting real figures (such as writers Kurt Vonnegut and Norman Mailer) while impressively providing the cultural and historical context of the 1960s, Sherman has a highly readable and interesting writing style. However, there are details and descriptions related to the serial killer’s crimes that are unnecessary and starkly stick out negatively. There is also the issue of the ending, discussed at the end so spoilers can be easily avoided since it barely has connection with reality and ends the book on a sour note.
By Chaia Levi2 years ago in Criminal