The Attic Brother

There's almost an assumption when you read the story that it is too personal to be fictional. There's a vague, gray cast over it all. I mean, yes, I can imagine the homeless man's arms out and this kind of glorious posture as he sails down the road, but I can't really imagine him. He certainly has a preoccupation in his fiction with hobos,. With people who are sort of living in this condition of flux. And yet, that character of the homeless person, the Attic brother, is delivered so obliquely. It leaves me with so many questions. Like, why did he write it? You know?"