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Simple Pleasures


I had been in one of those sleeps which do not let go of the heart,
And was thick-tongued and weepy, searching blindly in the dark sleeping car for my papers.

Seventy-Five Cents

the economic logistics of public transportation;
from our newest blog member, My Life on a Legal Pad


The little valley that we had driven into was inundated, flooded, overwhelmed by fireflies. It looked- silly.