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"Angel of the veil. Angel of whirlwind
and smoke. Angel of the unknowable
rune. What angel did I invoke that
sends me jetting 4000 miles from Chicago
to Paris, to board a Metro that clatters now
through an early April drizzle, as it careens
through a landscape of blinking green
pharmacy crosses, twisted rain spigots, vacant
market pens, Plexiglas towers and billboards
advertising Sade's Love Deluxe CD? Sade,
with her smooth golden skin glossed over,
in honey amber tones, is holding the quaking
French capital to her naked breast."

Gerard Wozek copyright 2013

Excerpt from the story "Paris Angels" featured
in the short story collection "Postcards from Heartthrob Town"