During their panel discussion titled “Voice Lessons” at the 2015…
Don’t mention the rest of us punched silent
rivets in his cell walls, us proteins that rebar his
brickface, that buttress his architecture now warm,
now capable, now built of the junkyard dead.
It’s hard to wake in the morning to poverty and despair and not want to blame our fathers. Look at mine, for instance, handsome enough, fit, smart as all hell, his own hands the size of God most of my life, and just happy to be here. Him, wrapped up in country music, and just fine with the way things are. If the sun don’t come up tomorrow, Mom made him a t-shirt when I was eight, people I have had a good time, a Hank Williams Jr. song.Subscribe to read the full text.