"16 Going On 75..." A Poem by Chris There's a lot of nights in our days... “16 Going On 75…”   Hand on-the-knob "16 Going On 75..."A Poem by Chris" There's a lot of nights in our days. "There's a lot of nights in our...

A window holds its breathas the day thins to a pale wash.Frost gathers at the corners,soft as dust.Someone walks past,coat brushing the airand sending in a brief drift of coldthat sharpens a thoughtthe way cold sometimes does—clean, immediate,quietly sure...

 ... in which Tolya and Lyonya discuss female psychology, and Valya confesses that she wears orange socks, after which everyone experiences a slight shock Crossing the snow-covered asphalt road, on which yesterday's abandoned car was still visible through the haze,...

... in which Bassoon futilely attempts to restore law and order, but only manages to quit smoking. Something cold trickled down his face. Blood? Bassoon barely opened his eyes. No, just tiny snowflakes melting on his skin. The Rosgvardia officer...