Every time I pick up my stack of thesis poems to order them and provide a general sense of structure, I’m overwhelmed by a feeling of dread.
And then I put them down, and leave the room, and assure myself I’ll do it later.
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Every time I pick up my stack of thesis poems to order them and provide a general sense of structure, I’m overwhelmed by a feeling of dread.
And then I put them down, and leave the room, and assure myself I’ll do it later.
