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The basic condition of mortality is imminent humiliation. However you stand and move, it must be preparation for a fall. In the interest of ...

I am mindblown re: http://archives.newyorker.com/?i=2010-06-14#folio=072 This does stuff I never seen before, and it breaks my V.

Talk across the table like reaching branches of trees: each meaning arises in our trunks like sap, narrows at the forking of a branch, con...

On a white hypotenuse across the blue I ride an airplane from home to you While you look up and see me fly a mere abstraction in the great...

Robin Wood: he steals from the rich and gives it to the poor and Marian.

I have a twin who is about 30 years older than I am. He has been teaching at NYU all this time, thinking my thoughts, and using his salary a...

Put the girls to bed reading Christian Morgenstern for first time in years.