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Calendar
1 min readMar 27, 2020
Last night I dreamt about my calendar,
and that it mattered.
When I woke up it was gone,
it was misplaced and meaningless,
like so many other tiny things.
Member-only story
Last night I dreamt about my calendar,
and that it mattered.
When I woke up it was gone,
it was misplaced and meaningless,
like so many other tiny things.
A few good stories, a thousand different versions. My dreams are written in form. Author of Mother Scorpion. http://rbbaxter.com