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  • Shagging Albert Einstein

    I’ve been reading a biography of Einstein slipping into bed each night with Albert falling into his never-ending bending arms of light spooning with my sexy husband but lusting for the meaty mind of a disheveled [...]

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  • Pool

    I’m swimming laps, water around me silver as meteor showers in a dark night. My arms draw strong against water’s pull. I am a foreign body breaking the surface, slicing along, head flicking to the side [...]

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  • Knock on Wood

    At ninety-two my widowed sister danced the hoochy-kootchy. A minor stroke caused her to limp. Undaunted, she stretched, bent, rotated, lifted. It was then she fell and broke her hip. Our bother, eighty three, composed a [...]

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