It was one of those tests you couldn’t really study for. All you could do was make your eyes as wide as possible and bare your teeth. A billboard on the roof said in 20-foot-tall black letters, Everybody Sees Billboards. And, seeing that for the first time, I moved on to the next question, which, of course, had sparkles: Do blind people see their dreams? Answer: Like wind and rain through the magnolias.
All proceeds from Howie Good's latest book of poetry, Fugitive Pieces (Right Hand Press), go to the Food Bank of the Hudson Valley. Visit here.