July 6, 2022


I’m out of touch, I know.The years with children, latein coming for me, have passedmost rapidly, like a stream downhill,singing past the stones, happyto be water. Now a flatteningand the stream must mergewith the wide, dirty river. “I don’t think I will,”as Howard Hughes once said. And the alligator hasn’t movedall afternoon. I’ve watched itoff […]

Reading Invisible Man

She said, “You have a nice collection of music—                  not bad for a white boy.” Curled up on a box in the backof the warehouse, I read the master’s book.He took everything, or tried to,and put it in. Around mewere stoves and televisions,refrigerators and long stereos,and under me a washing machine,the unclean place I’d go to […]