a warm can of Coors...."You are right," I said
soft fur................as I dried the soup bowls
set in the slow moving stream......and stacked them beside the sink.
the sound of water ........."I would probably
ancient computers all of which were still operating.....open one and drink it."
warm milk.......... walking down to the water........ a flowered dress...... unexpected woodland events....... while I washed the dishes.... the smell of hops and honey............ like an old minuet.... the smell of green grass....... warm stones by the river... a red front door.............. under the arbor.............. a black woodstove............ the smell of the leather couch.................. on my other side................. making love..................... for as long as I could remember......... along the stream for several miles........ Bring home a pizza.............

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