White sadness is the sadness of teeth, bones, fingernails, and stars, yes, but it is also the sadness of cereal, shower caps, and literary foam, it is the sadness of Aunt Jenny’s white hair covering her body like a sheet, down to her toes, as she lay on the sickbed, terrifying the children who were brought in one by one to say goodbye. It is the sadness of radio waves traveling through space forever, it is the voice of John Lennon being interviewed, his voice growing weaker and weaker as the waves pass eternally through a succession of galaxies, not quite there, but still …