Apr 2, 2016

Strange Stranger

drunken, spun dreams of a tall. towering stranger that told me all wonderful strange and unbelievable things. i woke with a start. it was dark out still. and i couldn’t help but wonder, who was the stranger? was it me? 


if it was me, 
who was i?

No comments:

Post a Comment

Reflections on Totalitariansm

I'm still working on Hannah Arendt's The Origins of Totalitarianism .  It's dense and a great read and I'd also very much li...