1. Today it is the fact that I’m sitting on my green velvet couch, a mug of coffee tucked between my outer thigh and the armest. The dog’s head keeps flopping over my lap like he’s drugged, his nose pressing down keys on the computer in the middle of my sentences. lj,kljnkljil. I don’t delete […]

January 18, 2022

Maybe It Is Like Touching God

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