Temple in a City publishes art, essays, poems and short stories about books & reading at templeinacity.com, a site they built themselves. Last published September 2026, still publishing this year. Vouched for by 1 other writer in the index. Not in the top million domains: the big engines have never ranked it.
1 writer vouchunfound by the big engines
Years at it, against the index
Every writer in the index by years since their earliest evidence. This writer: 4, from the earliest date the crawl saw. The index reads front pages, so it sees most writers as younger than they are.
Anatomy of the site
Pages
1 captured
Front page
116 KB, 27 scripts, 2 imagesindex median front page: 112 KB
Trackers
none
Links out
0 other writers in the index, 3 other sites, 0 platforms
Found
2026-09-12, by following another writer's link
Words they use that almost nobody else in the index does
Single words from their own pages, weighted by how rare each is across the 4,473 sites in the index. The small number is how many sites in the index use the word at all. Never a line of the writing.
Who vouches1 writer in the index
1 writer in the index keep a link to this site. What they call it is printed as they wrote it.
Sumitra Singamsumitrasingam.squarespace.comalmanac page →“”I Feel LIke A Poem Nikki Giovanni Is About To Write””4 links
Their neighbourhood
in the indexoutside itthis writer
Why it ranks on Longhand Featured
ranked here because: unfound by the big engines · still publishing · essays, stories, or poems · vouched by the literary end
How the machine sees this site
Not in the top million domains. No big engine has ranked it for anything.
A feed. Readers can follow the site without a platform in between.
The copyright line names a person, not a company.
No trackers. Nobody is counting the readers.
The page tells search engines it is an organization.
Carries a full set of search-engine tags. This site is trying to be found, and the almanac scores that against it.
Why search does not surface this site, and why that is the machine's problem.
Readers
Hearts show once a writer reaches three. No account, no cookie.
Every figure on this page was measured from the site itself and says where it came from. Nothing is quoted from the writing and nothing is written by a model. Something wrong? One email corrects it: hello@longhandalmanac.com. Want out of the index? Same address, or two lines in your robots.txt (how), and this page is gone the next morning.