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"Souvenirs"
The manifest incapacity of modern man
to stand alone in front of themselves,
if only for a moment.
Konrad Lorenz
A shrill, insistent scream brings me back around. On St. Denis, an ambulance forces its way through the sacred cows. They move away from the furious, oncoming bull that rushes towards St-Luc Hospital, a […]
Eventually, I showed one of these copycat hybrids
to my mother, and she was charmed
– I remember her slightly amazed smile as if
she was unable to believe a kid of hers could be so smart…
Stephen King, On Writing
When I was nine, I wrote a […]