“Warped, I see not, but glass splashes yester;/Time slows. Gasping, from what nous hang I now?”
by Michael Milam on December 2, 2018December 4, 2018
“I look out my bedroom window and admire Sacré-Cœur. The clouds inch past, the sky pales, then blushes, and before I know it the Eiffel Tower is alight, flashing like a jolly giant steel Christmas phallus. Every hour on the hour.”
by Michael Milam on April 29, 2018April 28, 2018
Bot check: What is the name of the farthest residential college from central campus?