source: Smithsonian Institution
Arturo The Poet was so extremely poetic he did nothing. Poetry was everywhere for him, so that poetry was also in the nothings and non-things. One time the Poet had bumped his shin on his dresser and so he wrote a poem about it. Now he had a scab there, […]

The Poet of Nothing

image courtesy of NASA
Okay, so I’m all for optimism. Yes, we are all made of borrowed atoms from previously blown-up stars. But isn’t that us just framing the thing rather favorably to sound cooler than we really are? Do we deserve to cherry-pick only the sexy-sounding things that loaned us their matter? It’s […]

We Are All Made of Stars (and Moby’s Farts)