Try As I May, I Can't Get Away From You


This is me at age twenty on a ferry from Patras to Venice. I've been thinking about this kid a lot lately, remembering who he was, what he was about, and all the things he didn't know and didn't realize he would face. I'm long overdue for a return to Venezia, the city that held this manic, writhing, growing child in its gorgeously manicured hand for a time while he grew some very hard and necessary truths within himself.