Tourists amble off buses, clad in the nervous chatter of intrusion, searching for superheroes. They suffocate the sidewalks of Hollywood, trampling over handprints embedded in slabs of concrete that will outlast glitter and celluloid. Boys wrap drum beats into the skin of paint buckets, rhythms that hunt for a quickening pulse, beckoning a bat winged man on roller blades. He glides through the spotlight, leather … Continue reading Stars Encased in Obsidian by Susan Richardson