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The Professor Speaks Alone

One of those 1:30 am poems that burgeon from a random phrase entering your head. You try to ignore the phrase and focus on sleep, but the phrase seems to gain importance as you repeat it, and you know you won’t remember it in the morning. You sigh, turn on your bedside lamp, and grab … Continue reading

Serenading the Cockroaches

That cockroaches can, up to a certain point, be lived with. DFW, Infinite Jest   There’s a certain harmony to be found on porches. Mine is bigger than the house itself — the porch, the harmony. Evenings are spent outdoors because the sky entices you to live your life as a piece of the greater … Continue reading