Unconditional Love Song Unconditional Love Song

Later she would remember it started to pour the storm blew everything out before the coffee finished its brew and she could finish reading a report on some boys holed up in a derelict house after stoning a swan to death she wrapped her head in a towel and sat down by the open window even though the sound of the river was not there the memory of the sound was even though her husband did not appear in the door talking to her about the day ahead the day ahead was there

Nov 25, 2008 / Books & the Arts / C.D. Wright