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Memorial days; Cockroaches; Indepedence days

Your father told us about the time he lost control of the Tahoe on the ice. We ate chocolate cake and went wine-tasting. But aren’t they the same thing? Both only offer acerbity’s opposite. And all dead soldiers look the … Continue reading

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King of the Gauls

I am Vercingetorix tied to a stake, tied to Caesar’s cock, whispering ‘respice post te‘ into his taint, stationary and starving in a No-Man’s Land, perched above Cleopatra’s bosom, held at bay by false hopes of civil war and dreams … Continue reading

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