In Memoriam

Taking Our Time

“Attention: it is now 11:30. The park will close at midnight. You have thirty minutes to leave the park.”

The three of us–Roger, Billy and me—could leave this park in two minutes, in any direction. It’s a small neighborhood park. But…

Ice Lessons

I’m running next to the lake, leaping and punching through the fog. It’s spring, freezing cold. Heart pounding, I gasp it, I spit it out once more, to let him know that now is a good time. There’s nobody around. Now, Dad

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