When the young black man walks in, the baker stops kneading the dough, and holds each warm ball of it suspended. We say Tommy’s
It began as sacrifice. The favored son. The virgin. A chalice of blood: blod. Then surrogates: ram or doe. The prettiness Of a lamb.
by Caron Andregg “Surely, there’s something beyond this” is the last phrase in Joanne Diaz’s Brittingham Prize-winning collection My Favorite Tyrants, and as fitting