I have done it again. One year in every ten I manage it—— A sort of walking miracle, my skin Bright as a Nazi lampshade, My right foot A paperweight, My face a featureless, fine Jew linen. … Read More ›
Lady Lazarus
Mad Men, “The Other Woman”
Look into their eyes and you’ll see what they know — everybody dies. I haven’t been as affected by one hour of television drama as I was watching “The Other Woman” episode of Mad Men in a long, long time —… Read More ›
