The Conditions of Will

by Jessa Hastings

Everything in this town, the Ritz Carlton included, seems to sport a droopy loveliness, like the whole city is a Southern belle fainting in the hot Louisiana sun. The city smells of a time we’d all rather be from, ripe with some sort of old magic, thick with a formidable lust and heavy with a fog of dreams both realized and lived but also lost—and