Prescription: Isolation

Prescription: Isolation No man is an island? Go to your room. Sweat for three days through your clothes, and gaze at the sky idling through its wardrobe. Wait, while species-wide delirium registers tremors in the earth’s heart. Dream, with Ravel, of the radio’s skirling fantasies, one ear awake to the bells tolling over Italy. Angels … Read more

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