First Evening Walk Along the Avenida Alcalde Álvaro Domecq
Bitter oranges slip onto the asphalt. Eucalyptus sweeps the wind and pollen. August rolls over into September. September, October. Having turned 44, I can’t say exactly what it is I desire, but I desire it so much—I can think of […]
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