to Yaddo.
—Tim Dlugos
“It’s more real then yours,” he said,
and I wrote it down because I couldn’t
even listen, much less understand. I,
plugging up my eyes—and not just to
drum up any sentiment—was think-
ing, “I—will—never—go—dancing—
again!” Later, I changed the filters
and installed a new showerhead.
What was he saying? What could
he have possibly meant? What
was he doing? I remember him
saying that, and that alone. And
I remember writing it down.
... And look, here’s proof.
[see graphic]
