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Tuesday
Today Quinn stayed home from school. I tried to ignore him, but then I started feeling too guilty. I went into the shower and wept quietly, then I went into his room and spoke to him in a high, lilting voice. “Why don’t we work together in the living room?” He seemed unwilling, but I…
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Hygiene Machine
Dragged across philosophy Like a forgotten water skier I break my concentration To watch the front load washer Go through its procedures, Its hesitations of great weight, Its jerks and spins and reversals, Its final all-out scream, A centripetal nightmare, At the brink of its limits, Only to come to a stop, With a slosh…
The Whale Belly 