“Deal of the Week” is an updated take on the horoscope column. Bad advice, worse poetry, every Monday.
Don’t excuse the centrality of it all, just swim in the seriousness of the burning sun and the responsibility of cohesion. The void is a big place. Atop the world, perspective elongates and domes itself folding over like a fisheye backward telescope. Mine and yours and yours and mine to keep and sleep forevermore and more forever. Here is the earthly calm in the air and the milk in your shoes. It’s calm and rich and filthy and it feels great, I guess.