NARRATIVE of WARD COURIER

May, 2008

BUFFALO and RUSKIN, NY

It was a Saturday afternoon during the weekend of a big sidewalk arts festival in Buffalo. Lys and I walked in the city, looked at art, stopped into cafes, and had a few more drinks than I would usually have at this time of day. At this time of day, I would usually have none. But I was happy to be with Lys. I didn't want to think about how much I wanted this woman, because I don't like to want things ...