A white haired man is sitting in a comfortable chair off in a quiet corner of the Winnipeg Library. He has taken off his wet shoes. His sock feet rest flat on the floor, two paper towels from the men’s room spread under each.
Chin tucked into the open neck of his shirt, an atlas splayed at South America on his lap, he is sound asleep.
This morning it rained in Bolivia, too.
October 16, 2002