The Rain in Vietnam
By Paige Tokay I met a man in the Common once who told me that it rains like Vietnam in Boston. I see him from time to time at the Dunkin’ counter on days that I don’t mind spending a five on coffee. We have not swapped words or nods since, but he was nice—which can seem beautiful and rare most days. This is what I am thinking as the rain picks up. We are Read more




