I dreamed that Uncle Roger and I
were in Filene's basement in Boston.
Behind a dress rack, a woman
was trying on a pair of grey corduroy pants,
pulling them on up under her mini skirt.
Uncle Roger was with her,
his arms full of women's pajamas
with leopard and tiger skin patterns.




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Uncle Roger File 3: Terminals by Judy Malloy
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