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At the Allegro – Alex Gallo-Brown
Monday, November 2, 2015 11:18 — 0 Comments
On the eighth anniversary of my father’s death, I come to the Allegro for coffee, the last, best hope for remembering my father in the cafés and restaurants of this city. I have never had much love for the Allegro. But I do have love for a memory. I was twenty-one then, living in an apartment off the Ave. when one morning I met my father for coffee. Six weeks later, I would leave Seattle for college and never see him alive again. But on the morning that I remember it is a normal day in Seattle circa 2007 and we are sitting together in […]
Another Way of Saying Fear – Alex Gallo-Brown
Wednesday, June 4, 2014 11:35 — 0 Comments
The morning unfolds today
What am I?
Bioluminescent eye
That sees by the shine
Of its own light. Lies
Blind me. I am the seventh human sense
And my stepchild,
Consequence;
Scientists can't find me.
Januswise I make us men;
Glamour
Was my image then—
Remind me:
The awful fall up off all fours
From the forest
To the hours…
Tick, Tock: Divine me.
-- Richard Kenney
