Wednesday, March 2, 2011


In an impressive
display of the art of
sleight-of-hand, my
mother said: "Sit

down. I have some
bad news for you."
Then she died. We
buried her in the

only place available.
Underground. I think
she might still be
there if someone who

looks just like her hadn't
insisted she wasn't.

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