cut Shrunk1 – Terminal

You find your seat in the tail section, jam your bag in the foot space, buckle tight and pull some hair out of your arm, then a few strands from your eyebrow.

You don’t do this because it hurts.

You do this because you’re nervous and afraid of dying.

Please explain what just happened.

I just woke up. I’m in my underwear listening to “The Lady is a Tramp.”  Boxer Briefs. Just in case you’re wondering.


What is your earliest memory?

What comes to mind is my brother’s first day of school. He’s two and a half years older than I am, and I remember holding my grandfather’s hand while we dropped him off. I can see my brother’s face smiling on the blue carpet as we walked away. A few years later, I’d be in the same classroom with the same teacher, Mrs. Webster.