The 365th Day
[originally published in Hedgerow, # 19]
This is the day we do that summing up.
Annoying, isn’t it, the way
we tally and sort the year’s days
The sound of a shot glass striking the counter was especially loud given the relative quiet of the bar that night. The atmosphere of the room was almost cliché in its oppressive gloom. An old-seeming jukebox sat broken in one corner of the room, its lights as lifeless as the room itself. Smoke from long…