June 23, 2016

In the dark of this June night I am awake. I reach beside my head and feel my fingertips trace a three-inch tear in the pillow-case.

These things happen.

I sigh. Sheets grow thin.

Fresh rags for the studio.

I tiptoe to the bathroom to put cream dead center on my sunburnt b...

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