How Many Lives Do You Have?   a response to Eli’s question   Aesop cannot find a moral to my life, while Basho tucks me in his knapsack, strikes out on a journey. Camus turns down the café lights and occupies himself. Dostoyevsky whispers in my ear and, running, I can’t hide. Emerson, at my […]

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