Privilege

’Sconset, Nantucket   It is the edge of the beginning, the sun-spattered sweep Of the Atlantic, its salt breath levitating you each Time you pause at a vantage point on the bluff. The village cottages, boxed in cedar-shingle fringes Buffed to gray, are centuries old. All have names⁠— Auld Lang Syne, House of Lords—and sprout […]