“Just as a flower does not choose its color, we are not responsible for what we have come to be. Only once you realize this do you become free.” Thursday, April 4th, 2013. April has arrived, the month of picnics, the emergence of sunglasses, the stirrings of inner life after the inertia of cold months.Continue reading “Goodbye, April”
Author Archives: Mabel Lee
Book Ramblings: Madame Bovary
As part of this course that I’m currently taking called “Modern and Postmodern,” the challenge of Week 4 was starting and finishing Gustave Flaubert’s Madame Bovary in the space of a few days. Mission completed, with the help of channeling my old bookworm days of being immobile on the couch. I don’t think I’ve everContinue reading “Book Ramblings: Madame Bovary”
Anaphora: a method to begin
The span of a decade, sequence of deep sleep spaces you have never lived pave their hollows into the brain set off an equation some other linguistic entity, some field that shook its stalks against a white porch light in a storm but that was not you there somebody else that is some other childContinue reading “Anaphora: a method to begin”
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