Let Us Now Praise Lost Comrades

We were in New York for that first day, you lent me your copy of the Agee/Evans book, and we spent ages in the Revolution shop, then larked about outside the New School, saw a busker singing Guthrie songs in Union Square, ate at some outside bagel cafe, then there was a bar with too many margaritas, and later we ended up getting these RED juice drinks at some cafe, because you were thirsty for more…