WHAT IT’S LIKE
what’s it like to have a god? the chinese lady asked me growing up in the mainland, and, godless done well for herself moved to the u.s. married an american living in new york firmly in the k(now) her question’s no different, i guess, from what her own grandfather wondered about: grown up and old in the mainland surrounded by mountains, asking what is the sea like? my grandfather asked that of relatives, of strangers passing by she said, my grandfather was too poor, too weak to go seaward he died, never having seen the sea the ocean would have frightened him her question and the old man’s are not much different and the ending, if, the same, is enough for any life a life that wondered; that desired sea or god, which one would have cared?