11 August 2011

Way Out of Town

Momma forgot to tell me there was a God.

 Most of what I learn, I learn from Momma.  She always forgets to tell me stuff, like that there’s a God and all.  When I ask Momma about the stuff she forgets to tell me, she said they don’t matter much; which is why she didn’t tell me about them in the first place. 

We live outside of town.  Way outside of town. Momma is the only person I really have to ask these things to.

Momma cleans some houses and does some other folks laundry.  She had a job waitressing for a while but the county people kept coming out to find me all alone in the house and they took exception to that.