Then, awareness: pickle preserved and fed to the earth

December 23, 2012 § Leave a comment

With each return he discovered something newly lost. At first it was just simple recognition: what was once the fecund emptiness of a field had become the prolific squalor of a parking lot; subdivisions divided even and ever more; white flight neighborhoods now underfunded and Section 8; the metastasizing of a city into a metropolitan area  Then, memory: whether it was a right or left off the highway exit, which highway exit it was, or when his tax dollars at work had moved the exit to the other side of the highway. Then, emotional attachment: from hatred of things no more or still the same, to resignation that some things change and others never at all, to apathy that they ever were at all. Then, awareness: pickle preserved and fed to the earth, sustenance for those before and after, but now not for now, he became not unlike his old Kentucky home, a corpse, welcomed and observed, forgotten, and all the while unknowing.

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