Two nights before the reading at Rutgers I took part in, old friend Bruce Andrews did a solo reading of his work at NYU and was caught by someone (sorry I don't know exactly who) in a similar pose to the shots of me in the last post, with another glass wall as backdrop, what a blessing that we're both still not only breathing but writing and sharing our work with others. Too late to stop now.
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