the tornado sirens were sounding. i went on the fire escape to look. r. called and i didn't answer. she came in the kitchen and yelled at me, are you crazy? you want to die? cuzza the lightning. so i went up to the 17th floor, black clouds blasted from the east over the obamachron. i told r. and she said weather always comes from the west. i didn't know that, that's amazing. it's amazing you didn't know that. there's a lot of lacunas in my knowledge. lacunae? yeah. i didn't think there were that many, but. no, but they're huge.
saw the james baldwin doc the price of the ticket. i think he keeps getting better, but he hasn't changed, maybe i have, but i recall reading the fire next time and the thrill i got from his power. anyway i get him more now as a person, and he was a recording angel and a prophet of love.
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