How About Having a Coversation About My Anticipated Madness?
/Come, have a seat!
Would you like to sip from the glass I just have had drank water?
Or shall we begin without it?
In my dreams I became mad too many times,
Work during the Pandemic
/I open John Ruskin’s “Work” which he delivered at the Working Men’s Institute at Campbell. I try to tempt myself with the deception that I would enjoy preparing for this class as the topic of class disparity is close to my heart.
Dead Cornea: Lifeless Pupil
/It is so bitter that I have begun to ignore the darkness. The metaphor which has played the role of almost an eternity for my mortality. I cannot even see, rather sense, darkness anymore.