This is the classroom where I will die. I will be teaching great literature, or motifs: the ubi sunt, the carpe diem, the deus ex machina and I’ll expire, probably of a headache. The students might look up, at long last, blinking, and awaken from their months-long slumber to see the real meat of the …
Month: August 2018
Gateway to the West
I was born in the Midwest heartland nation center of Missouri, born into the corncrib rocking in the fist of the city, then slipped west at night a rock-a-bye baby in the back of a VW bug bouncing across the country like a cradle, two years old though eyes already vast and ancient seeing the …
Jedediah Smith 