I didn’t sleep well. The stench remained in my nostrils so every time I inhaled, I could smell where I’d been. It reminded me of the times I used to serve dinner to the homeless at Better Way in Columbus with my friends Mim and Liz. The smells soak into your clothes so you come home smelling like street grime, urine and spaghetti sauce.
The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles’ ‘Philoctetes’ is a verse adaptation by Seamus Heaney of Sophocles’ play Philoctetes. The story comes from the cycle of myths relating to the Trojan War. Thanks to Steve Stockman for drawing our attention to these great words.