Belmont Avenue

Belmont Avenue Evening. Chicago.Late 80s. Just endedSpring showerSteams the warmPavement.A Big appetiteNeighborhoodWith more walkers thanWheelsAnd moremale walkers than female. Et tu, César. After eating at a Greek diner, Cyrene and I stroll down a busy Belmont Avenue. Cyrene enjoys regaling me with stories of his many summers spent in Montreal. I, recently an undergrad, have little conception ofContinue reading “Belmont Avenue”