You say turn off the tv. But it’s the news, I say, we have to, as responsible citizens. No, you say, I can’t do it anymore, it’s martinis and slapstick comedies from here on out. But the horror of it, the widespread destruction. Kuwait, Valdez, you say, I’ve done my time. I watch you walk out the room, insistent, shoulders oozing toward the ground, the weight of years.
- ▼ December (15)