Ashes Gloria Dei Architects of Loss DEATH’S CONFIDANTE Last Visit The Mountaintop AFTERWORD 1964 Acknowledgments Sources THE BASEMENT The sun will die in its sleep beneath a bridge and trailing westward like a winding-sheet listen, my dear—how softly Night arrives. CHARLES BAUDELAIRE, “Meditation” A Forbidden Room I had just turned twelve when my brother was killed in a car accident.
