Monthly Archives: February 2007

Nice day, eh?

The clerk was genuinely interested in my opinion: sunny it was, cool and melty, gray fuzzy patches of salty slush lined the bare pavements but the yards and tops of snowbanks were smooth swan white; the whole place looked like … Continue reading

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Sing me

Sing me something sweet, then something that reminds me of sunshine and wine and dancing barefoot on green grass in summer’s swooning heat. Bring back the cicada sawing in the sweet warm woods and the lapping of blue ripples bathing … Continue reading

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MC

Sure it was a put up job: all those long-gowned beauties suddenly in the front row, and Ellen, all business They didn’t tell me this was part of the job vacuuming expertly but impatiently That’s a lot of skirt, Penelope … Continue reading

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