The guy in his MAGA cap
yells at my friend
that she’s a scaremonger
for wearing a mask
This is what the tumor had done,
reduced the whole world to nothing
Between this and that, my wife, my dear little cowslip,
was misdiagnosed with heart failure and everything I loved
lost its pigment. The old reds weren’t red anymore,
the rose bushes on the path by the river had lost their pink
If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better.
While exploring the neuroscience of speech and vocal behavior, Sophie Scott stumbled upon a surprising second vocation: making audiences laugh as a stand-up comic.