Reduced Circumstances
There was a paragraph in the newspaper today that I can’t get out of my mind.
from Deep France: A Memoir
A cold morning for Seattle. Since midnight in the Capitol Hill walkup, while Yves slept back down the hall, I’d kept myself at the cardboard desk, trying to write.
Home, or, The Quality Itself
Now first, as I shut the door,
I was alone
In the new house; and the wind
Began to moan.
I was alone
In the new house; and the wind
Began to moan.
Planning Mrs. Scott’s Party: A Correspondence
Thank you for your letter of yesterday. I had just talked to Baroness Bilxen and she is definitely planning to come with me...
Notes Toward a Theory of Clothing
I have decided to write about clothing. I have decided clothing is the most erotic thing ever invented.
Three Short Takes
With few arts of my own to rely on, I liked to visit Irv’s shop, to watch him build a chair you could actually sit on.
Jaqueline the Enthusiast
To have a conscience means to realize one’s own shortcomings, but not necessarily to act upon this knowledge.
