Like Jacob If you wrestle with the divine Through the darkest hours You will get hurt and limp away Which we call experiencing loss
Art is where the Symbolic meets the Real forming a liminal space between meaning and its absence AI-generated art is where the Unr…
If there is one thing we can all agree on it’s moral certainty
Poets are to their poems As parents are to their children Preparing them for the world Without knowing what they will do
Knowing that everyone agrees you remind them of indoor furniture on the porch tells you nothing about what each of them thinks of you
There are neither good people nor normal people just people who are good at sticki…
One person can never predict the future but two people can if they get married This is a clue
It’s when all the signs say Everything must go
I know I’m losing an argument with my friends when my thoughts turn to lunch I know I’m winning when I’m about to lose my lunch
When women need a break from the m… they must be able to endure a whole lot of his navel gazing
In Mexico City men never wear shorts and if that’s where my anxiety dreams are set they could represent
Going home had come to feel like dining in a restaurant where the food is celebrated but the customers merely tolerated
Mother Goose was always considere… a good enough mother Until lately we realized her failure to smother It was unanimous
As a child Whenever I played Ms. Pac Man On my Atari 2600 I dialed the settings down From four ghosts to one
Losing what you never had is only possible when you look for it exactly where it never was
