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MOM’S COUNTRY SENSE OF HUMOR took some getting used to. Dry as
MOM’S COUNTRY SENSE OF HUMOR took some getting used to. Dry as the harvest you prayed for, dry as a lick of Indiana lightning without a cloud in th...

AND WHAT WAS MUSIC ANYHOW but silences between notes, a backhand
AND WHAT WAS MUSIC ANYHOW but silences between notes, a backhand kind of measuring. Rhythmic counter to both presence and absence, both stillness and...

THE CLOWN NOTICED IT WAS EASIER to feel clownish and behave
THE CLOWN NOTICED IT WAS EASIER to feel clownish and behave clownishly when he drank. Which made no sense, taking the same medicine for sadness as fo...

SUMMER BEFORE 8th GRADE all at once the little clown grew up. Got
SUMMER BEFORE 8th GRADE all at once the little clown grew up. Got big as he was going to get. Skinny as a rail but six foot one, biggest kid in the ...

His parents took the little clown to his first circus, where the
His parents took the little clown to his first circus, where the real show was the sideshow, not so noisy, and up-close. There was a lady braiding he...

HOW TO LIVE WITH YOUR DEATH in the forefront of your mind, looking
HOW TO LIVE WITH YOUR DEATH in the forefront of your mind, looking out the bleared windshield at what’s rushing toward you, what you’re rushing on...

THEN THERE WERE THESE stiff old hands on guitar and slide and
THEN THERE WERE THESE stiff old hands on guitar and slide and mandolin, still not whispering pull over, stop here. Play fewer notes and chords maybe,...

The hard part was finding a way into the comic free-fall
The hard part was finding a way into the comic free-fall free-for-all, getting past the wind resistence that snatched at you, brought you whistling ba...

The first week of college the young clown changed her first name.
The first week of college the young clown changed her first name. At her first class discussion she discovered three other people wearing the same na...

At one point the little clown craved the authority and continuity
At one point the little clown craved the authority and continuity of church, its shadows, sounds and scents. Where people came to sit quiet, admit th...