“In my room, the world is beyond my understanding; But when I walk I see that it consists of three or four hills and a cloud.” —Wallace Stevens, “Of the Surface of Things” (1919) uring the lonely, small-town summers of my adolescence, I stayed up watching movies. I outfitted my...
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