LaGuardia, the Story*
Some nights I make a killer pot of coffee —
I put on the music that I love,
and dance. Sometimes I dance for hours.
Go to your phonograph. Put on
Brandenburg Concerto Number Six.
This is about something very hard.
– This is about trying to live with that music
playing in the back of your mind.
– About trying to live in a world
with that kind of music.
*a poem by Jane Mead
