The City of Spires, Chapter 2: “The Faces You Will Meet”

“For I have known them all already, known them all: Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons; I know the voices dying with a dying fall Beneath the music from a farther room.” –T. S. Eliot “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” During my circular slog … More The City of Spires, Chapter 2: “The Faces You Will Meet”