Aug 9, 2016
I don’t think most people born last century remember, fully The exact fadeout of their childhoods It was typically a vaporous slide towards whatever came after (think of the ending of the movie “The Graduate” with Benjamin Braddock and Elaine Robinson on the bus, married and not knowing what to do next, I think it was a lot like that)
The mesmerizing poem "Fadeout/ Totenfugue" by Nate Maxson is today's#orlandoissue feature: