The Neighbors July 27, 2020July 20, 2020 psalteryandlyre I needed to be a part of something—anything, a neighborhood—a community, glued together like dark red nail polish dripped dried on white bathroom tile, a messy blob of circumstance reborn.Share Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...