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The kettle before the sentence
I boil the water before I trust the first line. The kettle is not a ritual so much as a delay: something has to finish before I am allowed to sit down.
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Essays
Essays from a kitchen table on Westminster Street, Providence: a Sunday essay at ten, midweek margins, and the pages I cut.
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Sunday essays
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The blue hour, on Westminster Street
At five the shop windows begin to do two jobs. They show what is inside, and they return the street to us: a bus moving through the glass, a person carrying a paper bag, the sky going pale behind the roofs.