PLEASE TEACH ME WHAT YOU KNOW:
NOTES FROM RICHARD, LONG AGO
I saw you right away, standing alone while a clickety-clack crowd walked right through you.
Nobody saw you. It was such a thin October day.
There are people stuck forever on the edges of the town:
No one ever told them that the railroad tracks are gone.
For all I knew, the sun might have set off-schedule and then splintered into neon rings, now circling above San Antonio. In those days, people refused to believe in things like their shoes and the weather. The rain was as unpersuasive as a stranger bumming rides to a parade.
“When no one can see you, how do you stop from becoming invisible?” I asked you. I really had to know.
Deceit’s standard bearers have long military careers but short lives. For…
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