I don’t know what city I was in — somewhere in central Europe. I don’t know what museum or gallery I was in; it is unimportant. But this memory will stay with me to death, even through dementia.
Author Archive | Andrew Brobyn
Andrew Brobyn mulls the big, philosophical questions of life.
We all start with tails, but fashion dictates form. This is the story of how one monkey became a man.
Andrew Brobyn takes the haiku to task…in a haiku. It’s all very meta.