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Bedbug meditations

 1. Trudging to the laundromat, de-bedbugging    The full moon hung like a wafer in the sky, full and unbelievably bright, her shyness having fallen away, and I, trudging with my contaminated clothes, bathed in the cleanness of her light, in … Continue reading

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Please clean your house.

   Please clean your house. It is so full I cannot enter through the door and the back door is blocked, too; you call for me but leave no space for me to enter. Please clean your house.     … Continue reading

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