Monthly Archives: June 2015

I treasure these mornings

I treasure these mornings Don’t say a word Ask what things mean You will be taken to a subway line People don’t have time for this, Chris Their lives are filled with Pepsodent, with diapers, with getting on Facebook. They … Continue reading

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Life is a

shindig—a bottomless hoodlum that stomps and shouts “Are you aware?”

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