Category: gifts
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I learned the language of angels in a religious experience on Bourbon Street during Mardi Gras 1987. One night I had decided to walk among the heathen so that my… more ›
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Last week we buried Uncle Bob. Despite the fact that the bar was ridiculously low, he was nevertheless my favorite uncle. Two of my earliest memories are of him. I… more ›
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Wedding day wishes to one of the great loves of my life. Hung somewhere on the door to my mind: gone swimming with my inner coelacanth. I’m tired from lack… more ›
