Marjorie

“That was the way he had lived his whole life. To him things were simple. You reached out and took, and if you felt like it, you gave, with the intensity you wanted to give with.”
― Ronald Everett Capps, Off Magazine Street

“I ended up
with forty
acres;
I ended up
with a broken
fiddle--
And a broken
laugh, and a
thousand
memories,
and not a sin-
gle regret.”
― Ronald Everett Capps, Off Magazine Street

“...Blow my love to me.”
― Ronald Everett Capps, Off Magazine Street

“There is something strange about agony; the memory of it can be terribly short-lived when the contrast of revival and a pretty spring afternoon have dispelled the regrets. One drink of vodka in a cheerful glass, in the company of good poetry and the scent of blossoms and earth might entice the most well intended to forgo promise of atonement until a worse time. I have at times been just less than amazed how one drink merges with the second, where at some unknown point a mental transformation sets in. I have never been able to ascertain at what point that is--not precisely--and I have been conscious of trying to catch that moment, to try and understand it, to try and prevent it from happening, or at least have a fair chance to decide wheather or not to cross over into that other realm. Such an elusive thing, this is.”
― Ronald Everett Capps, Off Magazine Street