Revised mortician vignette
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"Where's your aria this morning?" I asked the singing mortician as he
leaned out of his red car in his dull scrubs to put on his new and very
white tenni...
1 week ago
1 comment:
No one has to tell you that there's no substitute for face-to-face poetry, Mark, so savor the occasion. I thank you for the invitation and would want to be there, but 2,547 miles daunt me. All the best,
- Petenortymous
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