for a rainy day.

Faure’s Second Piano Quartet
James Schuyler
On a day like this the rain comes
down in fat and random drops among
the ailanthus leaves—”the tree
of Heaven”—the leaves that on moon-
lit nights shimmer black and blade-
shaped at this third-floor window.
And there are bunches of small green
knobs, buds, crowded together. The
rapid music fills in the spaces of
the leaves. And the [...]

so much wrong.

You Take It Out of the Dryer This Minute!
Indian dude sitting outside laundromat: It wasn’t a baby! It wasn’t a real, white baby!
Blonde: It was a genuine baby!
–Greenpoint, Brooklyn
via Overheard in New York, Nov 5, 2007
There’s so much wrong with that quote. It’s almost insinuating that a baby has to be “white” to be “real.” [...]