Baby Have You Got No Soul / Is Your Heart a Gaping Hole?
Kim is here for 12 days, visiting from Quakertown. She is sleeping in what used to be my spot in the bed, long ago ceded to the invisible presence of el pinché motherfucker. Kim is the loveliest of humans. 12 days though? I slept in the big red chair downstairs in the unheated basement rather than sleep on the living toom sectional couch, trying to maintain a modicum of privacy. Glad we got rid of the sleeper couch, I finally understand the urgency of getting rid of a couch in a room with a door. Or not. In preparation for the guest's arrival, Jenny and I cleaned and organized the bedroom closet. We managed to fill a black lawn and leaf bag with clothes to give away. As I was winnowing my t-shirt collection, I came across the EJI t-shirt Jenny gave me as a gift after returning from Alabama in 2019. She went with her friend "Ike" a 70-something teacher at TOPS and Eric the pinche motherfucker. Ike wanted to see and show them the seminal sites of the civil ri...