Friday, February 9, 2024


—SUNRISE, SHINE DOWN A LITTLE LOVE ON YOUR WORLD TODAY

 

 

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Friday drags the lake looking for bodies but only finds me, bloated and belly up, stuck beneath an underwater boulder. It’s not a bad place to linger, always hydrated, skin never dried out by the sun, fish coiling around my feet wondering if I’m still ticklish, if there’s anything that makes me giggle.

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