"'you rectify what can be rectified', and when a man's heart
cannot see this, the door of his divine intelligence is shut"
cold is coming -- which is to say great writing
I pour a cup-lid of jasmine from the thermos and settle in red sox,
krack my knuckles, and start by reading a random passage
and in the midst of an awful/great bathroom emergency, a bit of the
editor's afterworde.