Bogalusa, Louisiana. A jail cell where the air tastes of DTs and desperation. Sharon C. recalls the wreckage of a life spent as a "seeker," from hitchhiking to Chicago in paper dresses to screaming at sheep on a Wisconsin organic farm. She describes herself as "fertilizer"—the raw, smelling manure of a broken existence that eventually grows into something useful. The grit of the French Quarter, where she drank in the darkness until she was too "stinky" for her friends, culminated in a brutal beating in Palm Springs that left her jaw broken in three places and lying in the sand.
Defiance was her primary weapon, but it was laid down when she found herself a "piece of grease on the bottom of an old shoe." Through the grace of a Higher Power and the "seconds and inches" of the program, Sharon describes the transmutation of suffering into spiritual progress, moving from the bottom of a liquor store step to a life where her mother can finally sleep at night.
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