"I dreamed that the milkman, the gas man, the newspaper vendor, the baker, and the plumber were all standing in a circle ...

If I am happy, it is because I drank coffee; if I am sad, it is because I drank too much coffee or not enough; if I have a ...

Between the beginning and the end of civilization, the Parthenons and the pelting of stones, is the narrow corridor, the spit of land, where writing lives. After disillusion⁠—but just after. And ...