the sentence a string of pearls, brokenwords accurate and precise rolling madlyunder the mini-fridge, riding the escalatoracross and down the shallow streetsi slipped pratfalling to laugh shame back into its little closet. all day i chased wordsto no avail and as i shuddered into sleepthey appeared to me and i chanted them and prayed them, rolled themContinue reading ““right.””
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