Edward Austin Hall
Disgust is a privilege. Ask anyone whose typical response to the question “What’s for dinner?” is a blank look.
Coming from Latin by way of a French term, desguiser, meaning to lose one’s appetite, disgust is a word that embodies the synesthetic nature of language. Although its … view
Disgust is a special word in my line of work. As special as “special.” Disgust lies on a chaise longue in opposition to my intentions. I am a cook. It’s a really dirty job with numerous indelibly unsavory aspects. I will frighten and bore you with tales of … view
How many roads must a man walk down before he correctly reads a poem? If—on this rain-drenched evening, at this kitchen peninsula—I rightly read Yeats’s “When You Are Old,” then for years I’ve read the poem wrong.
I used to think (ten minutes ago) that the “Love” that … view
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Chinese Food — San Francisco
The first night Elkannah had dim sum in a dive the size of his living room that included the kitchen, two “big tables” with four people, two small tables with two people, and four tiny tables seating two tiny people. This was fire … view
Stinging nettles: Urtica dioica
The first time we met was in a damp, shady patch surrounded by makeshift chicken-wire fencing, formerly a goat pen, now a veritable wild salad bar. Having been formally introduced by a friend, an ethnobotanist, and the steward of this parcel of land in North Central … view
Crime. It’s a word that evokes a panicky defensive reaction. Your senses heighten a bit, looking for a threat. But what happens when your very existence is deemed criminal?
I first knew I was transgender when I was five.
A little girl from the neighborhood and I were playing … view
Monica J. Brown
You pose the question is history beginning to run in reverse?
History is running both forward and backward simultaneously. Nothing is lost. This is a new age of eidetics when intelligence and an artistic sensibility are gateway drugs to schizophrenia.
We are each binging at a … view
Jim Morrison: Getting drunk…you’re in complete control up to a point. It’s your choice, every time you take a sip. You have a lot of small choices. It’s like…I guess it’s the difference between suicide and slow capitulation…
Jerry Hopkins: What’s that mean?
Morrison: I don’t … view
Plenty of people are from Northbridge, Massachusetts. I was an implant. But the important things happened there the first kiss, the first hangover, and all the other romantic notions of what it means to grow up. I moved there when I was twelve years old from a larger town not … view