A few years ago I was invited to lead a foraging workshop for Teju Cole’s creative writing class at Harvard. I met Teju on the steps of the Widener library and everything was almost ridiculously golden with fall leaves. Teju’s mind jumped from Youtube gossip to East Indian ice cream flavours to white privilege at US customs to beech leaves in the poetr…
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