Sorry, We've Got Ghosts.

That Evening, Rowing On The Quiet River As Sunset Turned To Dusk, I Saw An Occasional Smoky Smudge On The Towpath, Always Slightly Ahead Of Me, Like A Dark Star Guiding Me Home.

Wordlessly I Looked Back At Him, Astonished That A Kiss On The Palm Could Be So Intimate.

I Want A Simple, Ordinary Life . . . Like Humans Enjoy.

Be Still,” He Said, Voice Harsh. “i Might Not Be Able To Control Myself If You Step Away.

Pamela Smith And Benjamin Schmidt Have Gathered Together A Wide-ranging And Provocative Set Of Original Essays That Successfully Demonstrate How Contingent The Process Of Making Knowledge Was During A Period Of Fundamental Epistemological Change. This Is A Finely Crafted And Conceptualized Collection.