"The other day as I was stepping out of Star Grocery on Claremont Avenue with some pork ribs under my arm, the Berkeley sky cloudless, a smell of jasmi...
It was him, thirty years too old, twenty pounds too light, & forty watts too dim maybe, but him.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
It was him, thirty years too old, twenty pounds too light, & forty watts too dim maybe, but him.
