I / go my / way alone

My music teacher, Luigi Biagi, told me that he was done with me. He said it was time I moved on to more specialized teachers. Since my passion was composing and arranging, he recommended Al Fine.

I remember thinking the seasons are arriving later every year, as if the world has been slowed by the weight of graves.

If love could only by heat be bound

A little contempuous aside by the critical theorist guy, Frederick Jameson-- that it was logically absurd to call anything that human beings do, produce or effect “unnatural,”-- has brought forth the following. We are…

Independence Day was a Thursday. Frank had been invited to join some Yale Art School classmates in Vermont for a three-day bacchanalia.

Falling Water almost fell./ 12 million dollars later// it will splay itself a little longer

I had no portent this would occur, / Ne'er did I see this happening, / Not days before, nor those coming;

But no matter how we died, we all end up here, in the Meadowlark Children's Cemetery.

Weddings, engagements etc.

In his mind, he could hear Eve’s voice, “We had some good times, didn’t we?”

If you were the ozone, I’d want to leave you gaping.

The ghosts run before/ attacking horsemen. A heart/ is ruptured by a spear.

I built the fence myself, strong and high and aesthetically pleasing. It was high enough to provide privacy on both sides, but from my bedroom balcony I could see everything. More than I wanted to see.

Scientists have determined that a tiny freshwater organism known as the "bdelloid rotifer" gave up sex 40 million years ago. And you thought the spark had gone out of your marriage.