Old Shoe
“ . . . my old cracked shoes weep . . . ” i “ . . . turning an ankle is a Pavlovian fait accompli”...
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by GK Stritch | May 5, 2014 | Memoirs, Fiction & Poetry | 0
“ . . . my old cracked shoes weep . . . ” i “ . . . turning an ankle is a Pavlovian fait accompli”...
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“When I was in the hospital I had a big fat nurse Who kept looking over my shoulder At the book I...
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