Do you fear what I fear?

Love doesn’t come the way it once did: a loud patron pushing open an unhinged door and allowing in the evening’s bluster, announcing the need for a seat though no reservation shows on the books. Love isn’t invited the way it once was: by an exposed and impressionable hostess granting not permission but giving always … Continue reading

Dear Lover, Do you fear what I fear?

Love doesn’t come the way it once did: a loud patron pushing open an unhinged door and allowing in the evening’s bluster, announcing the need for a seat though no reservation shows on the books. Love isn’t invited the way it once was: by an exposed and impressionable hostess granting not permission but giving always … Continue reading