Life goes into new forms.
— Neal Cassady, the epigraph from Denis Johnson’s Resuscitation of a Hanged Man
Sometime in my mid-twenties I learned what it’d feel like to die if you knew it was coming. To hear your last heartbeats—Boom! Boom!—before the curtain fell. Before you slid finally into the warm, black bath. The very last one.
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