operates in a different register than either the com-parison to vermin in Get Out or the references to beasts of burden in Sorryto Bother You. The exceptional animal works by contrast

the ways that certainanimals are protected by the law where others are deemed expendable.

Paraphrasing Joel Chandler Harris, BryanWagner writes that animal stories were “political allegories in which therelative position of the weaker animals corresponded to the global per-spective of the race.”

Edgar Allan Poe, who wrote in 1844, “In the marginalia, too, we talkonly to ourselves; we therefore talk freshly — boldly — originally — with abandonnement— without conceit.”1

In getting my books, I have been always solicitous of an ample margin; this not so much through any love of the thing in itself, however agreeable, as for the facility it affords me of penciling suggested thoughts, agreements and differences of opinion, or brief critical comments in general. Where what I have to note is too much to be included within the narrow limits of a margin, I commit it to a slip of paper, and deposit it between the leaves; taking care to secure it by an imperceptible portion of gum tragacanth paste. — Edgar Allen Poe on marginalia

Blackwood Magazine most likely introduced the term in 1819, but Edgar Allan Poe popularized it some 25 years later with some of his published material: Marginalia. Since then, authors have had varying degrees of success creating their own collections of published marginalia. Among them is Walter Benjamin, who struggled after 13 years of research, leaving behind The Arcades Project: "the theater," he called it, "of all my struggles and all my ideas"

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The letters of “aeros” include the five most frequent letters used in English (as Edgar Allan Poe pointed out in the cryptographic challenge included in his famous short story The Golden Beetle)

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She referred to the high-rise as if it were some kind of huge animate presence, brooding overthem and keeping a magisterial eye on the events taking place. There was something in thisfeeling — the elevators pumping up and down the long shafts resembled pistons in the chamberof a heart. The residents moving along the corridors were the cells in a network of arteries,the lights in their apartments the neurones of a brain (J.G. Ballard, 1975: 40).

this is no human hair.”

something altogether irreconcilable with our common notions of human action,

if we are to suppose gold the motive of this outrage, we must also imagine the perpetrator so vacillating an idiot as to have abandoned his gold and his motive together.

men, at times, find themselves upon the brink of remembrance without being able, in the end, to remember.

Madame and Mademoiselle L’Espanaye were not destroyed by spirits.

in whose tones, even, denizens of the five great divisions of Europe could recognise nothing familiar!

and where both the deceased still lay

He impaired his vision by holding the object too close.

if indeed a murder has been committed at all.

No woman could have inflicted the blows with any weapon.

The face was fearfully discolored, and the eye-balls protruded. The tongue had been partially bitten through. A large bruise was discovered upon the pit of the stomach, produced, apparently, by the pressure of a knee.

Thinks it the voice of a Russian.

Appeared to be that of a German.

Had checked for nothing until the third day before her death, when she took out in person the sum of 4000 francs.

of a Frenchman.

Was not acquainted with the Italian language.

was that of an Italian.

Was positive that it was not a woman’s voice.

The shrieks were continued until the gate was forced—and then suddenly ceased.

No one was spoken of as frequenting the house.

The old lady was childish.

Madame L. told fortunes for a living

with her throat so entirely cut that, upon an attempt to raise her, the head fell off.

the corpse of the daughter, head downward, was dragged therefrom; it having been thus forced up the narrow aperture for a considerable distance.

the door of which, being found locked, with the key inside, was forced open,

I was then sure that you reflected upon the diminutive figure of Chantilly.

or penning any romance.

the fancy of a double Dupin—the creative and the resolvent.

To observe attentively is to remember distinctly

whose informing voice had consigned me to the hangman.

and here, through the mere phrenzy of bravado, I rapped heavily, with a cane which I held in my hand, upon that very portion of the brick-work behind which stood the corpse of the wife of my bosom.

I burned to say if but one word, by way of triumph, and to render doubly sure their assurance of my guiltlessness.

Having procured mortar, sand, and hair, with every possible precaution, I prepared a plaster which could not be distinguished from the old, and with this I very carefully went over the new brickwork.

I withdrew my arm from her grasp and buried the axe in her brain. She fell dead upon the spot, without a groan.

my uncomplaining wife, alas! was the most usual and the most patient of sufferers.

I started, hourly, from dreams of unutterable fear, to find the hot breath of the thing upon my face

of the GALLOWS!

yes, even in this felon’s cell,

was the discovery, on the morning after I brought it home, that, like Pluto, it also had been deprived of one of its eyes.

I soon found a dislike to it arising within me.

for another pet of the same species, and of somewhat similar appearance, with which to supply its place.

I approached and saw, as if graven in bas relief upon the white surface, the figure of a gigantic cat. The impression was given with an accuracy truly marvellous. There was a rope about the animal’s neck.

Most Merciful and Most Terrible God.

PERVERSENESS.

fled in extreme terror at my approach.

The fury of a demon instantly possessed me. I knew myself no longer.

from one of my haunts about town,

for what disease is like Alcohol!

I grew, day by day, more moody, more irritable, more regardless of the feelings of others.

Not that she was ever serious upon this point

We had birds, gold-fish, a fine dog, rabbits, a small monkey, and a cat.

Man.

With these I spent most of my time,

mad am I not

From childhood’s hour I have not been As others were—I have not seen