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We Told Her, by Midge

Posted on November 23, 2023November 24, 2023

 

It’s raining again

dammit

I stare to her

 

from my downward dog

by the French door

 

We told her

We told her we were not

spending another day

in this house

Watching her

type on that thing

 

Now we have to

make good on our word

And get filthy.

 

 

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