I looked back
Cable TV, the internet:this was the sanctuary to which I fled.A kind of test lab forthe comparison instinct.
Sleepcomes onfullwithsickmatters.
You’redreaming upa magic incantation that compels us to go to war.
when holding that pen or pencil or pressing on a key, remember you are not merely dispersing ink, graphite, or fluorescent light; you…