The Effects of My Blood Type

Earlier today I stubbed my toe but didn’t cry because I’m built different. 

I once had to pull a two inch nail out of the bottom of my foot in complete darkness using a pair of pliers and an old towel. The next day I walked barefoot on the beach because I’m built different. 

As a person with O- blood, strange supernatural things happen to me often. I have two lines, seemingly parallel, on the back of my right hand. When I touch the scars, my fingers feel like the aline scalpels that cut me all those years ago. I don’t remember the abduction, but I know I didn’t cry because I’m built different. 

Les Fleurs du Mal

A view from the Harry Ransom Center Pictured high in both Ransom Center Atrias, the image of Charles Baudelaire’s scandalous flower from his 1857 poetry collection, Les fleurs du mal stands tall. As part of the Ransom Center’s French Literature Collection, this rare first edition of Les fleurs du mal features the namesake Flower ofContinue reading “Les Fleurs du Mal”