#robert gluck

Inner life is a kind of greed, desire, a form of personal profit.

Gender is the extent we go to in order to be loved.

The threat of physical violence makes one part of the whole. College and my literary education agreed that I should see myself as a random conjunction of life’s possibilities, certainly an enviable, luxurious point of view. But it’s hard to draw on that as a model when four men are chasing you down the street.