Being Part of The Afterlife of Bill Kenney
By ROBERT HIRSCHFIELD It’s indecent to stalk the dead poet. I know that. Bill Kenney, 89 when he died, was the spring breeze in winter. Dying of cancer, he joked … Continue reading Being Part of The Afterlife of Bill Kenney
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