| was when the lights were out the whole city in darkness & we drove north to our friend’s yellow apt. where she had power & we could work later we stayed in the darkened apt. you sick in bed & me writing ambitiously by candle light in thin blue books your neighbor had a generator & after a while we had a little bit of light I walked the dog & you were still a little bit sick we sat on a stoop one day in the late afternoon we had very little money. enough for a strong cappuccino which we shared sitting there & suddenly the city was lit. Copyright © 2014 by Eileen Myles. Used with permission of the author. |
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