While you were staring slack-jawed at the avalanche of COVID positive test results from the fresh air breathers in the West Wing (even my baby Kellyanne who I thought quit…), caught at a hexed super-spreader Rose Garden infection extravaganza cursed by the angered spirit of the late Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg, you may have missed … Continue reading
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“Momentclature” with Eileen Myles
I don’t mind today but the everyday makes me barf. There’s no such thing. Puking would put something on the sidewalk of the everyday so it might begin to be now. —Eileen Myles, Sorry, Tree, 2007. I continue to find this statement perplexing, even after a day that finished hurling on the pavement of an … Continue reading