continued It’s the one thing we all share, which means - sharing is the one thing.
I endeavor to be a holy man, to skate without ice, the figure eight my only path. Words are my church, the punch line my steeple.
Knowing that they too are mere concoctions, I continue vandalizing non-existent walls with obtuse graffiti.
To take or to leave, to laugh or believe, I share these words with you, there and here at the same time, in the library.
Willie Kiernan is a past editor of the Cazenovia Republican and a contributing columnist at Eagle Newspapers. He can be reached through the editor at firstname.lastname@example.org.