April 2, 2017

She offered a long, slender arm, and linked 

they walked like that along Duval Street,

a clot forming on the sidewalk behind them.

The march to the San Carlos was slow.

Then, one by one, we dropped into the worn,

velvet seats. After the lights were dimmed,

spotlights fixed o...

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