May 17, 2025
More in In a Vacuum just an inkling of truth
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Did you write me until the fountain pen your Aunt Barbie gave you for Christmas a decade and a half ago was empty
the page was full the last thoughts in your head dizzied from left to write in the careful unsmudged cursive you learned in Mrs. Sullivan's class back in 1976?
I didn't think so, why would anyone waste the ink?
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