Philadelphia: Spring 2020.

• Author: Chambers, Grady

By the time I returned, the protests were over. I'd watched them unfold from Chicago, scrolling through the feed from my parents' couch, so that walking through the city was like experiencing the echo distant from the blast: red flowers crawled up the side of City Hall. The statue of a man walked in place, his torso splashed with paint. A shack's blackened wall stood like a scar in a vacant lot, like a remnant from the Ark. I stood in a circle on a Sunday morning, hand to hand with a thousand people in a ring around Love Park. Two helicopters hovered overhead, and...