Little Black Hole: A Tender Cosmic Fable About How to Live with Loss

Right this minute, people are making plans, making promises and poems, while at the center of our galaxy a black hole with the mass of four billion suns
screams its open-mouth kiss of oblivion. Someday it will swallow every atom that ever touched us and every datum we ever produced, swallow Euclid’s postulates and the Goldberg Variations, calculus and Leaves of Grass.

When black holes first emerged from the mathematics of relativity, Einstein himself wavered on whether or not they could be real ...