16: Feb 2017 #12 - The Boston Nights
Authored by C.M. Crockford
The Boston Nights
The Boston nights: The ones that spit cold at you, leaving you longing again for love's safe places, far from scattered snows. The Boston nights: Where the pipes rattle in strangled tongues, makes you think about violent California. How is she? Do they think about you? Do they still sing their bright winding song? The Boston nights: When the train grinds down over crushed cans, ripped wrappers, the weary tracks bearing Rough Riders to soft, patient lands.