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verbal tennis

“Good morning, my love. Want to go play tennis?” It’s noon and overcast. A thick fog is everywhere. I’m squinting. I still have sleep-marks. On my face, my arms, everywhere. I’m tired. Last night I sat in the rain at a Round Rock Express…

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