when we returned to the old house...

by bofa xesjum

we found that it had been converted into a condominium most of the units of which were yoga studios because ignorance is a frail base for virtue a frail base for virtue indeed i must have walked the streets until after midnight the streets i so loved and feared what did i come here for? he was looking at me with bright beady eyes they were horribly afraid of him but i did not sink under my torments i felt the same horrible anticipation the poor are generous with their things knowledge of nature is only half the task he kept looking at me with bright beady eyes i was down on the program for one number you know i’m absurdly in love knowledge of nature will only take you so far here you are at last! i am down for only one number what did i come here for? “i blame no one… i take full responsibility” ignorance is a frail base for virtue i walked the streets until it began to rain i was hopelessly in love he kept his bright beady eyes on me the whole time the temptation was too strong they were all afraid of him their ignorance did not protect them and the temptation was too strong sources: the time machine, by h g wells; the island of dr moreau, by h g wells; “a haunted house” by virginia woolf; three lives, by gertrude stein; the thirty-nine steps, by john buchan; “the black monk”, by anton chekhov; confessions of an english opium-eater, by thomas de quincey; rasselas, by samuel johnson; ”the dilettante”, by edith wharton; a vindication of the rights of women, by mary wollstonecraft; autobiography of an ex-colored man, by james weldon johnson; up from slavery, by booker t washington; adventures of tom sawyer, by mark twain