The Hopper Painting, the Cliche of Loneliness

I made a recent factual error in checking a poem by charles raffordy. It didn't occur to me that trees do not grow upward. The internet is useful, but it's difficult because you're always searching for something narrowly. I think fact checkers are so afraid of categorical statements absolutes. You just have to consider yourself as taking nothing at face value. So there's a sense in which i've lost a bit of irony and humor,. Because i'll literally parse sentences when they're thrown at me or spoken to me... Rather than talking about the new yorker magazine nighto-dowth,  it has been alwighting