Yesterday I Was Fascinated By Somebody Else
I wasn’t, really, or maybe I really was, but in this case I couldn’t decide which title I liked better so I am using two, echoing the misogynist modernists. Tom Eliot stacked his writing on top and on top of itself, leaving room for wonder and none for [...]
Some weeks ago, a friend asked me to recommend a good bar in my neighborhood. He was looking for somewhere to take his friends from univ. (That’s how he wrote it, univ. If we hadn’t been on the internet I would have pinched his post-colonially anglophilic ass.)
I told him to [...]
I was negotiating with a young bartender over the feasibility of obtaining Lily a green-tea martini (we are all Orientalists here) when she leaned over to me and said, I think that’s Reverend Billy.
Who? I gasped.
Him! Right there! We were whispering urgently now, two hunters in a blind or fine just two [...]
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