Theories of Time and Space

    You can get there from here， though there's no going home.

    Everywhere you go will be somewhere you've never been.

    Try this：head south on Mississippi 49，

    one- by-one mile markers ticking off another minute of your life.

    Follow this to its natural conclusion - dead end at the coast，

    the pier at Gulfport where riggings of shrimp boats are loose stitches

    in a sky threatening rain. Cross over the man-made beach，

    26 miles of sand dumped on a mangrove swamp - buried terrain of the past.

    Bring only what you must carry - tome of memory its random blank pages.

    On the dock where you board the boat for Ship Island，

    someone will take your picture：the photograph - who you were - will be waiting when you return