One Day I’ll Dare to Raise My Middle Finger at the Stork and the Reaper

1,500.00

One day, I’ll dare to raise my middle finger at the stork and the reaper deftly runs a fine thread of existential consciousness through occasions of birth and death and, of course, through that intervening pathway that we all crave and revere as much as we dread: age and aging.

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Category: SKU: RH2973

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One day, I’ll dare to raise my middle finger at the stork and the reaper deftly runs a fine thread of existential consciousness through occasions of birth and death and, of course, through that intervening pathway that we all crave and revere as much as we dread: age and aging. The result is finely distilled poetry: a poetic truth and a poetic language and a poetic beauty that are as fascinating and compelling as they are irresistible.

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Weight 1 kg