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we curl up tightly in our beds at night and wait.
it is a waiting without hope, more like
a prayer for unmerited grace.

“I can see myself sitting on my dust heap making a world in my mind as surely as God created this one. But God saw his world. I’ll never see mine except—this way.”

the meek have inherited

if I suffer at this
typewriter
think how I’d feel among the lettuce pickers
Of Salinas?
I think of the men I’ve known in factories
With no way to get out
Choking while living
Choking while laughing
At Bob hope or lucile ball while
2 or 3 children beat tennis balls against the walls

Some suicides are never recorded

DNF’d homesick for another world, might pick it back up some day. But, I did start love is a dog from hell and read like 80 pages over two days. I guess I prefer it.

Finally, after a two month hiatus, we’re back at it! Into part two we go! “Oh, but strawberries will never taste so good again and the thighs of women have lost their clutch!”

Sartre’s essay “The desire to be God” was...complicated?? I don’t know.