The Threshold Between Life and Death

I am on the threshold between life and death. As a parting wish I ask the Lord to flash me a moment, any moment, from my life. The moment is me, age 19, standing in my kitchen on Gold Street, Albuquerque, rolling a lint roller over my tight red pants as I dance to Outkast - " And the whole world loves it when you make that sound (Bah bah-da, bah bah, bah-da da...)." Sunshine, stink of garlic, dirty lemon-patterned pot mitt. It is extraordinary.