In Iowa City, the restaurant where I worked on the weekend, I befriended another waitress, blond & blue-eyed,
He lost his religion in church. Twelve years old and Nimi knew there was no God. His mother had left them by then, just like his father, though she had left for a better reason.
Why I thought I needed to rent a third-floor attic.Why I thought one mattress on the floor, a desk, a vanity
