spring semester’s done.

summer starts in two weeks.

first class: introduction to american civilization. includes books like “the queer sixties” and “women, race, and class” by angela davis.

can’t wait to see some of my classmates digging on this. can’t wait to do it myself.

outta here. i need sleep.

love,
t

I have never worked harder on any piece of writing for less satisfaction.

Yes, I’m sure.

I better have a monster poem come out of all this pent up stuff. I hate that level of frustration.

ETA: Been doing the layout game. Whatdya think?