Supermarket in California by Allen Ginsberg What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for I walked down the sidestreets under the trees with a headache self-conscious looking at the full moon. In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images, I went into the neon fruit supermarket, dreaming of your enumerations! What peaches andContinue reading “Supermarket”

How Americans See Americans…

For the simple fact that I talk a lot about living in Europe and what Americans think of Germans or other Europeans, I think it only fair to bust out a lighthearted, “This is what America thinks of itself” piece. Ultimately, I am working toward a much more academic and critical look at this forContinue reading “How Americans See Americans…”