As unofficial house-poet of a borderline accredited girl’s junior college, Schwaa U’u had committed many acts that would almost certainly have been considered socially unacceptable outside the confines of the ivory tower. Such was the charismatic seediness of his reputation, that when, following his death by mystery, it was found his entire body of work consisted of little more than a handful of largely inscrutable bits of esoterica, the legend of his eccentric genius was assured.
what we’ve got now we’ve got to give it up. but we can’t give up now
At 11:59 pm of October 10, she finally hits the submit button for her report, but as she looks at the date she realizes this essay was due on October 10 of last year. Frightened, she blinks, seeing an empty document in her laptop, she begins her essay, again.
I studied what you studied because I had no idea what to do.
Probably should have asked you first if you knew what you were doing, right?