Author: Richard J. Fein

But for the guard I would have docked in America and killed myself there. Here, I am closer to Paris. The last of the Europeans, what would I have done in New York, an exhibit in the classroom cage of The New School? Mourned the library I left behind? Choked among the bourgeois working class? …

One Sunday night at home all alone in the century just before this one I read in the Tribune‘s science section the universe is endless, here forever, but the earth will be destroyed, whether by burning or freezing I don’t remember, and I felt so alone I had to call you and you were home alone too, and …