Still, Slow I don't have a garden, not one in the ground I don't work an urban farm tilling pennies into pounds I'm harvesting no bounties, no cash crops to be found But I'm the queen of window herbs, and heavy lies the crown
The Diarists, or Deference to the Logic of Time In a diary entry dated April 21, 1945, author Patricia Highsmith wrote that “the Russian and Allied armies have met in the district of Dresden.” It’s an example of how personal diaries can act as historical records, linking writers to the times in which they lived. Except it isn’
Diamond in the Rough Diamonds are for life. Here’s a gem of psychedelic insight my pharmaceutical friend procured somewhere. (Ooh, shiny!) Let me put this on my tongue and let me swallow. Let’s ease into this unalloyed, paranoid hippie monologue. But I’m no hippie. I’m a petit-bourgeois, prim“ and