Trying to Sort Out My Ethics, William Welch
TRYING TO SORT OUT MY ETHICS Now that there are two mirrors in the bathroom, I can see what an animal I am. I brush my teeth, watching, fascinated like a naturalist, taking notes, drawing sketches of the cranium, detailing the behaviors. I haven’t had this chance before. I feel like Darwin, wandering […]
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