I Promise You At Least Five Parenthetical Asides in This Post; Bonus Points If You Count More

  There is a fortuitous convergence at the end of the semester: Gasping for air from beneath a heap of research papers, I claw one hand out from under essays about childhood obesity, bacteria-phobia, the death of newspapers, and the upsurge in wind farms, and that hand, calloused and gnarled, flops around blindly (what with… Continue reading I Promise You At Least Five Parenthetical Asides in This Post; Bonus Points If You Count More