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dispatches into the void
Friday, October 3, 2008
it wasn't
he writes:
was just washing my hands and
looked down at that bottle of bubblebath
you left and thought the label
said "ludicrously moisturizing."
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he tells me
dream
"Help!" she said.
my thighs still ache
yes, the other night
now is the time
bathtub
found note
Not my kind of thing, thanks.
yesterday
electronic conversation
late afternoon and evening
funnybug on the bathroom screen
what makes me know I will return
should add years to my life, sinuousness
aging
Neil does not like the smell of my dinner
knots
it wasn't
For what it is worth.
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