Richard Messer | The Sun Magazine

Richard Messer

Richard Messer calls Syracuse, New York, home and teaches creative writing at Bowling Green State University in Ohio.

— From March 1993


It is Christmas Eve and I am visiting my dying father. He has been in bed since the robbery. The smell in his room is dark green, the odor of fermenting vegetables and flesh.

March 1993
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