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A little cheese and a little whine

A little drama

I should like a little drama; a little
In a life of deadlines and commitments
I should like to stand, one windswept night,
And utter, “I must go now”
And turn my face into the rain, my long coat billowing
And walk away, knowing those I left behind
Would struggle but prevail; I should like
To be the only one to know the Secret
And struggle with the terrible decision
Of whom I should reveal it to.
But I will not let go of you
So I will push the rocks uphill each day
And do that which is necessary
To keep the roof above our heads
And feed us and provide
The hundred little comforts
That make you happy
The dishwasher will be my mission
My desk my great adventure
But I will keep you warm, and safe


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My Bookshelf

The Golden Bough
The Value of Nothing
The Fire
A Wolf at the Table
Devil Bones

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