Perverts I Have Known
Courage is fear that has said its prayers. I wasn’t afraid. If I were courageous, I would have made a fuss.
Louisiana in the summertime, before air conditioning. The heavy humid air feels like a weight pressing down on me. I can’t exert myself. I can barely even move. I simply lie, exhausted on a daybed on the screened-in front porch of a weather-beaten…