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a silverfish oncecrawled into the side of my mouth when I was asleep the eggs she laid there glisteni..

you oncedreamed of a melon and the boy who butchered it with a ballpoint pen as though he was carving out the ba..

my adult children have become cuddly now they plop themselves down on the couch next to me wedg..

tall tales from the days of my adolescence

i’m still using yesterday’s technology floppy disks shoehorns codpieces and can’t be..

it's been said that if one could somehowmanage toall at oncebendspaceand time then one could traveleven faster..

i wonder how it would be to slip a cotter pin into my eye flare open the brass ends and dream of yesterda..

Last Monday morning On a rusting 10-speedI rode along the cold St. Lawrence Under an iron bridge built first for locomotives. That drips now ..

i’m watching the lost shoppers push their carts through the produce aisle looking for something theyonce upo..

she came into my bedroom holding a fishhook and a plastic glove and in her calmest voice explained ..