Below is the epilogue from the Empire Burlesque book, providing a glimpse of the ultimate viewpoint from the which the book, and this blog, is written. Most of the chapter was originally published as a column in the Moscow Times.
Broken Light: Work, For the Night is Coming
Black milk of daybreak, we drink it at evening.
– Paul Celan, “Deathfugue”
The children were walking to school. The young people were going out to a dance.
The children stepped on a booby trap planted by a