
Alison EastleyBlackoutThat first giddy lurch of arms and feet, a stumble passing out photos in case the group need proof when he’s sobbing for his wife and even if they don’t, he mentions Rehab words to illustrate his conscious state. The blackouts last longer, sometimes for days. When he’s awake, stories change from sober to wringing wet illusion collapsing into escape. Snatch“—to snatch, in Tennessee William’s words, the eternal
from the desperately fleeting.” When he worked as a nurse pretending no one noticed how many times mistakes were made. If anyone did, there was always a light hearted joke, harmless as a headache, common as a scratch, to snatch a few hours sleep after morning shift. Perhaps desire had something to do with the wish to exist without excuses to have another drink. |