wound. the brick house next door was black on the third floor where the apartment there was also gone. a man in a steelers jersey stood watching.
“i remember when the neighbor downstairs left her heater on. me and my brothers had to jump out of the second floor. i was seven, they were nine, six, and three,” he said. “i had to see it. my people are here now because of it. i don’t even know what i looked like when i was a baby- no photos. i don’t have that any more. those people… they lost just stuff, but it’s more than that, you know?” he said.
i walked the 