New York, Spring, Rain

Two blondes flee the vandal droplets like showdogs on the Westminster turf they step with languid dignitybut their faces are masks of snow-pure bewilderment: how could thishappento me? Elsewhere, uptown, northwest:a man emerges from the mistworkwear jacket, color of quarryon his breast a sienna sigilCarhartt? or something farther from the worksite?We pull parallel and I […]