Missing Shakespeare
At first it was fun. She tried everything on him–everything. He even flipped through her books once but when he came across some descriptive parts of the male anatomy, he thought he’d leave it up to her.
Always writing, testing, writing, editing, writing…
At first it was fun. She tried everything on him–everything. He even flipped through her books once but when he came across some descriptive parts of the male anatomy, he thought he’d leave it up to her.
I saw her in the obituaries a couple days ago–and now her funeral is just across the street, in a stately Catholic church, but I won’t go. She was beautiful when she was young, according to the tastes of the crowds; I found her loud. I will confess, her photograph …
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