life
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The last of the tomatoes, and…
Friend b. tells me: Life is no place to be smart. You not only hurt but you can’t stop thinking about it. This actually cheered me up. Continue reading
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Snapshot 25 January 02006
MP3 File When I went to New York, to bring my brother home, he was well into the wasting of the disease. He looked like an animated corpse. He asked me to hold him, to share his bed — it had been so long since he’d been touched, held, by anyone. And so I did;… Continue reading

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