Once I googled your old screen name and found web pages you made in high school. Are you married now? Is that why you haven't called?

I can't remember why I thought this was a bad idea	Every poem about thunder was written under the protection of a roof, or, at the very least, an empty sky	The ghost forums of webspace	The night your father was stabbed in the back room of a convenience store. No mercy.
The universe was cold and dead and all the best aspects of humanity and its appreciation of the world were stored in electronic boxes	If it is written	The night I saw a man get his head blown off	Was it ever there?
Turkey in the Straw	pad thai

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