Thirty years ago today
Nancy
and I had been playing guessing games. I made up my own answers.
I
worked with GG downtown. We picked up some books from the Jamaican Consulate
and after that just fucked the dog while watching women in front of Roy Thomson
Hall.
When
I got home I scrounged for food but there was very little left.
Judy
came over to talk and talk until I lay down on the couch and turned my back on
her and she left. It works every time.
Nancy
came home earlier than usual and announced that she’d gotten a new job that
would start the next day. She would sell flowers on the street and get paid
every day. I hoped she would have money tomorrow.
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