Leaving and Living
In the Salt of Us: Brackish Reflections on Life, Love and Place
My father-n-law bequeathed me a bayou I could access, unpolluted with my own family history. A bayou I can see and swim in, float in, drift in, pray in. The bayou has taught me truths to live by, unavoidable truths: when you float/live you drift/move. When you drift/move you leave and you’re left. Moments swim by you like schools of silver fish, people …