At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless; Neither from nor towards; at the still point,
after Eduardo C. Corral What did you do with hunger? Did you turn it into fear? What do you weigh
Ever since I stopped working full-time and moved out to live on my own, people have been asking me this
Ten years later, I learn the name of this Russian poet: Anna Akhmatova. And just for fun, here’s the poem
You want to talk aboutThe shows we’ve watchedThe meals we’ve hadThe wines that are on sale You want to talk
