Sunday, October 12, 2014


the alley’s a self-conscious mews, and suddenly the Muse is off
to Yaddo.
                                                                      —Tim Dlugos

“It’s more real then yours,” he said,
and I wrote it down because I couldn’t
even listen, much less understand.  I,

plugging up my eyes—and not just to
drum up any sentiment—was think-
ing, “I—will—never—go—dancing—

again!”  Later, I changed the filters
and installed a new showerhead.
What was he saying?  What could

he have possibly meant?  What
was he doing?  I remember him
saying that, and that alone.  And

I remember writing it down.
...  And look, here’s proof.

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