Time, memory, the landscape of the mind, manifestation and metamorphosis, resurgence and collapse and the crisp crust of Sicilian...
To Enrique Fierro and Ida Vitale— Just like you, muchachos, I didn’t believe in ghosts, and if I’d...
‘I’m tending to this dead tree,’ he tells me. Last time he was rolling the hard rocks down into...
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