Tag Archives: Dance

domestic house

Month

—I drove by you this weekend. You were standing alone in the Castro coughing and wheezing, bent over an exploded Sunday New York Times. —I was having an attack of some kind, not asthma [A month later] —Is it true that you’re blind? —No, I’m sighted, but my vision is impaired, it’s ailing, it’s flagging [...]

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