notes for a new school

Only that fear, that I would mess it up, or that hope, which consists in keeping something more that you are holding back, something prevent...

In my dream, I had a room like a grove, kids here and there stretched out in repose of creative activity its nymphs and friendly fauns. The...

What can I say? Slightly fictionalized for inclusion in nanowrimo: This morning the janitor invited me over to the woodshop for their ...

And now Ben’s posted Eliot’s Dante-Shakespeare-there is no third: what was that decree that divided the world between Spain and Portugal? H...

I dreamt furniture here and there on the field, stray like constellations. It might have been that same morning I woke up with my ideas for...

Some days without reading in the afternoons, and then yesterday with the afternoon off reading practically all of Between the World and Me ...

And anyhow at the end of it (the Four Years in the Desert), starting a new stage by reflecting on it, rededicating it to these friends shor...