Daily Archives: November 8, 2014

Amaryllis Lyle
0

Collisions in Retrograde by Amaryllis Lyle

Collisions in Retrograde by Amaryllis Lyle   There were once November afternoons When he helped me over chain-link fences or held my hot coffee for me while I smoothed my skirt and blinked into the mirror.                How many Novembers have passed                 since then?                Not many,                but I lost count. And on this particular November…

All rights revert to our authors on publication. Please don't mess with our authors or photographers. ©Apeiron Review