<heringer's "when i was old enough to put myself to bed"> 2002-11-29.12:02 a.m. when i was old enough to put myself to bed leeann heringer i would pick my way through the shards of broken dishes that lined the floor and lie down between my parents, hoping that the alcohol singing in their blood would seep beneath my skin and i would sleep rocked by the temporary truce of their steady snores back /& forth /& frosting names are often sad