intellectual delinquency

we wish to burn


I left my number in a library book once when I was in college, hoping I’d get a late-night call sometime and someone would want to talk about it. I can’t remember for sure what it was, but I think it might have been Proust. I’m still waiting on that phone call.

Whenever I see phone numbers in books, I always want to call them. A new series for the Tumblr? Hey, Martha. I found your book and just wanted to say hi. How’s it going? What are you reading these days?

If you had to choose one book to leave your phone number in, what would it be?

Do you think the dictionary ever says to itself
I’ve got these words that mean completely
different things inside myself
and it’s tearing me apart?
My errors are even bigger than that.
-Dean Young, “Selected Recent and New Errors,” from Poetry, Vol. 192, No. 4, July/August. (via literarymiscellany)