And so it goes...



Kurt Vonnegut
1922 - 2007



When the last living thing
has died on account of us,
how poetical it would be
if Earth could say,
in a voice floating up
perhaps
from the floor
of the Grand Canyon,
“It is done.”
People did not like it here.


-Excerpt from “Requiem,” a poem from Kurt Vonnegut Jr.’s last book “A man without a country

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