5/27: Oh, gift of morning like polished silver, white sheets kicked down by our feet and my skin at home w/ yours. It is Monday and we are back, baby. Bags half unpacked until the weekend. We sleep in the space between songs. My cat is never so close as when he is impatient, curled in my lap and shedding like maybe love makes everything better. He gets …
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