Status Updates From The Sundowner's Dance

You will kneel before your goddess.
"Joke's on you," he grunted, shuffling his way to the bathroom. "I've got two bad knees. I ain't kneeling for anybody…”

“A town without a library is like a skull without a brain.”

All the fractured minutiae of a life in forgotten moments, cracked and chipped and flaking away like an old painting. She would become the suggestion of a person distinguished by his most intimate and dear memories, less a person and more of a concept, a slippage from present to past tense, here and gone. A face out of focus. Forgotten.