Oh damn, it happened so fast, oh damnit to hell Babs, what are you doing dying on us? I keep thinking of your sharp wit, your Arkansas drawl, your complete acceptance of who you are, your hilarity, how you made yourself into the charismatic singer of Homer Erotic, of you as one of the Joans of Arc in our play from 1979, of how rare & pleasing it was to truly surprise you, how long we've all known each other, another bit of the texture of our world thinned out. Yes yes I know it happens & will keep happening but so what. This is now.
P.s. I took off the last two days for Shavuot. Blintzes aplenty & the gorgeousness of the book of Ruth.
P.s. I took off the last two days for Shavuot. Blintzes aplenty & the gorgeousness of the book of Ruth.