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I’m tired of being timid.


by Bobbi Lurie



So I took a bath with a lizard.

I may have strange blues, mm hmm, rich bits on the bus.

“Later,” I say to the frisky crickets, verbal cash of the eggnog spa, spot of gum…

 

“I'm running out of toiletpaper.”

 

It was time to leave anyway.

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