From Bella at The Library Project.
Collaboration with Sonja from The Library Project.
I can imagine him standing in the kitchen contemplating an egg and outside the november rain falls around the Chalet the same as it does in Brooklyn, but there, it melts all the traces of snow and he puts on CNN and realizes the Democrats have won the house and he closes his eyes and all that beer and pot makes his brain show little movies on his eyelids and he is happy for the first time in a long time to be an American and he thinks of all those writers who sailed home after prohibition ended, or was it that the war began? They were sailing home anyway and he thinks to himself a line from Spalding Gray‘s Swimming to Cambodia: “We saw Vietnam as a ship foundering in heavy seas and we tried everything we could to get her back to port.” That is how he has been thinking of America and watching the ship of State heeling and taking on water from the starboard side.
“Anyway,” he thought to himself. “I don’t care if I never drink again.”