In our morning reading: thoughts on Ted Leo’s new album and Ben Loory’s new collection, an interview with Káryyn, and more.
Impulse by Mike Dressel Gabe disappeared. When we were swimming at night, when we were skinny-dipping. He was presumed drowned. The incident couldn’t have been my fault, I mean we hadn’t made that sort of pact. Still, it was a vanishing act that obsessed me, that I kept in my back pocket for too many years after. He left me with that. Gabe, he had lived in the modern, tony section of town, in a gated subdivision called Whispering Palms. […]