“Didn\'t you used to live in the 1700 block of Tennessee?”\r\nfor Kalamu\r\n\r\n\r\nI went by there looking for where \r\nyour house used to be. It seemed \r\nit was right in the path \r\nof whatever seismic shock and tidal wave\r\nthat barge must have birthed. \r\nI went all around looking at stuff, \r\nartifacts, took pictures \r\nof a little collection of trophies \r\nfor academics and band that someone\r\nmust have picked up and put together, \r\na set of three ornate glasses, houses \r\npushed into the middle of the street, \r\na living room \r\nand bedroom with their skins torn off, \r\nripped-open view of somebody\'s daily life, \r\nspilling out onto the muddy crusted ground.