on becoming a guinea fowl

when i was 19, i lived in a 350 sq foot apartment next to a deeply autistic man with a radio show. he paced back and forth all day long, well into the night. he laughed to himself. i was not empathetic to him. i had a mini fridge that i eventually unplugged to cut down on the power bill. clothes in cabinet space. one small window a/c unit i only ran at …