My eyes follow the grape-sized snowflakes that tumble on the red sandstone
of the Washington Place townhouses, on Dorsey Park’s Christmas spruce tree,
and on the...
Bryan
- Resembled my father to a startling degree, which means, according to
psychology, that I should have been attracted to him. But my father has...
One.
Alone. She
Stood alone. With
Music, yes. But
Really all by her
self. Alone. Be-
gan to play the
Harsh chords that
Begged help me
Out.
Beat one was a...