Thursday, November 21, 2019


November 19, 2019

Today, for instance, I am a horse. Rose in the dark and went to the Y, where I did well and was never breathless. Finished And When He Fell–” Exhausted by my students, who feel that their failures should never be counted as failures, but erased because of circumstance– in one case, “Sorry I missed the exam, but it is very hard for me to get up in the morning.” A girl missed the exam, asked for a make-up, then cheated on that, looking me straight in the eye because she knew I could not prove it to the satisfaction of a spineless administration.

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