like wet lumps of frozen ice- cream cake on a platter on a doggish hot day. her mind in its alzheimers spills thick honey sweetness, running over the spoon and the platter. dribbles its shape, ruined to the kitchen on our shirts and the warm kitchen tile.
Thank you for taking the time to remember Dave. He saw your zeal and your unconventional ways and he felt…



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