Status Updates From Underworld

“And what do you remember, finally, when everyone has gone home and the streets are empty of devotion and home, swept by river wind? Is the memory thin and bitter and does it shame you with fundamental untruth —all nuance and wishful silhouette? Or does the power of transcendence linger . . . the vision that you can crave because you need a sign to stand against your doubt?

“There was so much to know that he would die not knowing.”