The Dust of Approximate Nothing

Pillars of Salt, Post Sixteen

I know all about Oedipus. I’ve read the Odyssey. So, I get that homecoming can shelter something epic within the everyday. Murder, bloodshed, and incest. When I returned home, something was supposed to happen. Right? An army of suitors to slaughter. But, truth be told, everything fell into routine.

My mother took Wendell and that was that. She had time t…