Eleven o’clock. Dark. Quiet. Mr. Coffee set for morning. Neighborhood lawn sprinklers turned off. Dogs inside. Air dry and barkless, only crickets. Down to bare feet, worn-out jeans. Not awake enough to read, not wound …
May 30, 1985
Posted May 30, 1985
Eleven o’clock. Dark. Quiet. Mr. Coffee set for morning. Neighborhood lawn sprinklers turned off. Dogs inside. Air dry and barkless, only crickets. Down to bare feet, worn-out jeans. Not awake enough to read, not wound …