despair, digital

When I sat to pick a title for my first French collection, I instinctively settled on Aujourd'hui demain hier--Today, tomorrow, yesterday. I tried to tie up a strip to it and ended up with something unbearably pretentious, and left it out. More than half a decade later I improvised this little thing in bed and the three words came back in the same order, naturally. At last I had a sense of closure.

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