“The Paper-Thin Touch of an Aging Fop”
2003
Lansing, Michigan
“Oouhp, passed it again. Christ. Gotta start paying more attention. Jesus, how long’ve I been saying that to myself? Promised myself, gotta be, what, forty, fifty years? Just a kid. Fifty-five, sixty? Josephine gone since… and that was nineteen—and now it’s—so, Jesus, what, sixty… five years? Always getting lost then, always getting lost now. Terrific. Sixty-five years this same street, still, I miss the, turn—the uh, stop, miss my stop. Ehaaa…” - Joe, May 2007
