We Snuck In

On May 5, 2008, my father took me downtown to a show we didn’t see.  It’s complicated to explain why I remember that date so exactly. It has a little bit to do with pebbles in a landslide and a little bit to do with the color of light when it passes up through the spider-web latticework of waves in a pool. I think if it wasn’t for the color of that light, I might not remember May 5, 2008 at all, which suggests the awful probability that many of the things that happened on that day happened quite regularly, [...]