My brother dropped a bomb on me a month ago. We were texting back and about the old man, gone now over thirty years, and I realized he was gay. My brother might not go that far, but suddenly the walls came down: We’d been replacing the sewer line in summer Houston (mom was in [...]
Well, you know. Sometimes you have to come at things in a different way. It isn’t easy. Take the firehose of negativity at 4:00 a.m.—where does this stuff come from? I sort of know by now, of course, and this week came across a chunk of solid proof. But that’s not where the effort lies.
I could have been an outlaw preacher. This will have to do.
There’s too much going on and moving much too fast. I’ve written this post at least six times. Each version was completely different and obsolete by dawn.
Some days my only exercise is a walk to the top of the driveway to smell the air and scan the horizon. Today, this Saturday morning, is different. I will change the spark plugs on the car, buy tequila and lotto tickets, and maybe visit the storage unit—a ritual push against the tourist traffic, that, [...]
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