It’s my birthday, but the clouds are offended again because of something I’ve said or thought. Their bellies are full of dark-sick, gauzy vomit, pushing away the sky which doesn’t remember I’m nine today. People are talking about the moon, how there are men on it for the first time, but people have told me […]
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Believing in Santa
I believe in Santa Claus. That’s right. I am a 30-something, college-educated adult who believes Santa Claus is real. No, I wasn’t hit in the head recently, nor was I the unknowing star of a Hallmark movie where a magical stranger in a red suit introduced me to my small town soulmate. I believe in […]