On my long walk home there was a party in the street.
a crisply-rendered apple tree in the foreground, and a patchwork of green and yellow fields in the background
These two words represent something I knew once, for half a second, a brief revelation which I owe entirely to a friend. I will try to explain. It…
A man who wrote a very, very long list, who pretended to be two men, and who knew people’s memories better than they did
Today I went to the churchyard, for about half an hour. I go there when I feel cracked, wrong, not sane, because more than anywhere else around here it…
Smoking, breath, and lungs, in Moby-Dick
It truly felt like forgetting
Beginning with a misheard lyric
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