Carrye Harris Jaunay-Clan, France 1961 A hospital, Texas, 1981 Spring Branch, Texas 2016 I made my way to the hospital elevators, rode down to the main floor in silence. Stopped, went into the gift shop. Glanced through the paperbacks, trailed fingers across book spines, moved on to magazines, past newborn gifts, cut flowers in vases, live plants in ceramic dishes. I stopped at a display of small gift items at the back of the store.
David Oke Geelong, and Point Lonsdale Caravan Park, 1974 Mum thought that Funeral For A Friend sounded a bit like a Bach chorale. I was careful to not play Saturday Night’s Alright For Fighting too loudly.