BOOTS WERE TIED WITH A simple bit of twine but that could not hide their beauty. “A cloudburst over Paris / the road alone is darker than I can imagine.” They were not so much letters as poems; an exchange of art for food. “I...
They lined up outside of Leon’s door in wheelchairs, some with IVs hanging from poles. Some were on oxygen; hoses lay across their bellies like snakes sunning themselves.Bill, the security guard, was called in for crowd control.“Good thing you called me,” he told Nurse Becker who was still recove...