
Uralt
The colleagues would celebrate closing a case with the special hidden bottle of honey-tinted brandy, the very finest, extremely old. All the way down it would burn: grapes of France, …
Face: heart-shaped; matter-of-fact, diffident Eyes: bespectacled; hiding, searching Arms: thin; hands nervous with low energy Legs: woolly socks to just below the knee; bare …
“You’d better not write a poem about this,” my daughter warns, only half-joking. She’s just visited her cousin in prison, a young man she’s never been really close to but whom she’s known …
Interstate traffic veers smoothly right as some State road remnant, a pale-laned highway swatch, trails left through median weeds competing with cracked asphalt, pebbles, and ragged …