There's no great lesson. There are no real victories won.
There is only death.
To steal a line from Art Spiegelman, "suffering doesn't make you better. It only makes you suffer."
And there's no grand narrative to be written about suffering from random chance catastrophe.
There is only death.
To steal a line from Art Spiegelman, "suffering doesn't make you better. It only makes you suffer."
And there's no grand narrative to be written about suffering from random chance catastrophe.
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But no one wants to.
There are poets in the trenches.
There were far fewer in quarantine.