Wyatt Mason, in his absorbing introduction to I Promise to Be Good, argues that a more complete edition of Rimbaud’s letters has remained hitherto unpublished exactly because the letters problematize the mythical character we’ve come to...
Land snails the size of hockey pucks slime a shimmer along craggy roots. A mantis wipes its eyes with her forelegs like she’s taking
He wrapped them carefully and tidily in precious green silk.
I am tired of this place & want to take a slow train to the moon— Just jump the rails out past the pale peeling walls of this here room.
