I had been sitting for an hourin the coffee shop areaof the now gone Borders bookstoretrying to piece together the shardsof a life shattered by the impendingend of a long marriage that wasgoing to last for a lifetime.And I was hoping, perhaps,to meet someone, ready or notto try and fill the smallest cornerof what was now a gaping void.She was dressed in something fromthe late … Continue reading Incarnation by Louis Faber