| SAMMY'S GONE |
| I had a NYC park bench mate over one summer. He was always
there. We shared stories and coffee. A sandwich. Even an ice cream bar. His
name was Sammy.
In September I waited nearly a week at our usual spot till I finally heard he had died there sleeping one night. |
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| Detail: 12" x 6.5" x 7", claystone, wood, newspaper, and wire. |
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