Hidden, crouching
Saturday, November 15th, 2003I went to Chinatown this afternoon to buy Emma some “kung-fu” slippers. She needs a pair of simple black “shoes” for some performances. I’m so tired. Well, not really tired as much as … affectively frozen? There’s a great Joni Mitchell song on Hejira: Dora says, “Have children!” Mama and Betsy say — “Find yourself […]