"You can't fix it. You can't make it go away.
I don't know what you're going to do about it,
But I know what I'm going to do about it. I'm just
going to walk away from it. Maybe
A small part of it will die if I'm not around
feeding it anymore."
--Lew Welch
How to tell a story
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Against the Chill
In the gray damp chill that embraces Portland a rare ray of warmth is Sketch cuddled against a pillow on the bedroom chair.