"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
Friday, May 17, 2013
First Words In The Afterlife
So there is one! I'll be damned. It took long enough to get here. I've been ready for months. And no more Portland chill! In fact, it's damned hot. But what's that godawful stink? Garbage? Rotten eggs? Sulphur?