Grove Press UK

This is all less sentimental than it is unfinished business, a longing to know someone I have no particular right to know

father would put the record on the Victrola

But I’m not one to live or subsist on memory

He’s brilliant without being very conscious. He’s a bad lover but I like being around him.”

That’s because Granddad told me he was really a ghost who had never been born and would never die

We took the long way, driving down toward Nogales, then across the Arivaca Canyon
road through the Tumacacori Mountains

But the Indians are Catholics he said. The Indians are Indians before they are Catholics I replied

o, not if you’re going to make me ask forgiveness for being besti

. Do you think I had any idea what I was about to write today when I sat down. No I thought I just better do it

Cause you keep protecting me from disintegration and change which is my inevitable home: ash dust and reference.