SKIP IS NOWHERE to be found. But Jane’s inside. She’s teasing. “Doin’ your homework over there?” And she’s quick with her poem about the horsemen of the apocalypse. The bar's empty except for me and her. “I made it for last Halloween,” she explains after the private reading. “Researched it. Wrote it on a placard, and hung it from the arch outside.”
Dunedin
Dunedin
Dunedin
SKIP IS NOWHERE to be found. But Jane’s inside. She’s teasing. “Doin’ your homework over there?” And she’s quick with her poem about the horsemen of the apocalypse. The bar's empty except for me and her. “I made it for last Halloween,” she explains after the private reading. “Researched it. Wrote it on a placard, and hung it from the arch outside.”