We survive by learning from pain - Jim Harrison

I began walking at your age just because the natural world seemed to absorb the poison in me.

Birthdays are [soul chasers,] ghost bounty hunters that track you down to ask [the usual question[, “Qué pasa, baby?”
(The Raw and the Cooked)

keep getting asked by letter and on the street by Jane and John Does dressed in spandex how they can prepare simple “gourmet” dinners in ten minutes so as to prolong, presumably, their cross-training and spritzer-drinking binges, massage and colonic appointments, drumming and marriage-counseling sessions, and tarot-card swap clubs. An easy answer here. Scoop ample quantities of Skippy on two paper plates. Handcuff each other and then slam your faces down into the plates with gusto. Good for the gluteus maximus. And it will bring you together at the sink, plus you won’t have to violate your space by answering the phone. Back to the