if you see her, say hello (dylan) cassettes Rising early from their bed, in the stillness of the orange room, the grate ash glowing, a blade of winter sun slashing the thin-curtain (and falling across the boards and the giveaway upright slouched by the wall, honkytonk), she dressed, humming a vague tune, in the mirror.  Cotton, … Continue reading If You See Her Say Hello. →