Dusk, Four Ways
The stoop
Nobody spoke for a while. One laughed at something on her screen, the others kept their own counsel, cigarette smoke curling into the porch light. The cans between our feet had multiplied without anyone noticing.
The stoop
Nobody spoke for a while. One laughed at something on her screen, the others kept their own counsel, cigarette smoke curling into the porch light. The cans between our feet had multiplied without anyone noticing.