The Budget: Unexpected Expenses
THE BUDGET: UNEXPECTED EXPENSES Just how much we fight about the God damn budget. Just what would it cost if God were actually not the pawn picking his way down the side of the board until, finally stuck, we flick down with a wooden click? It’s being slowly leeched, the carotid of the child's belief, and we must sit here smiling on the porch to sooth the confusion of the dying. Our loves and fear are tangled like an old ratchet strap, and we've a long trip ahead of us, our hearts in tow. Never enough time before it's time to go. It's a peculiar malady, if none too rare: Where is the waiting room for those of us who both love being here and can't wait to get away? We’ve locked the door and now hate each other for lingering so. Now we know about our moms and dads. We asked! The goal was living transparently, and now people can see us. The poor are always popping up right when we're about to settle in for the evening or en...
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