augury doggerel

Saturday, July 27, 2002


I had plenty of aunt. She had delicate bird wallpaper and real birds on feeders hopping light and vanishing. Little dogs running and leaping and doing tricks. Windowsills lined with bright crystal figurines. We sipped tea and nibbled biscuits at her white lacy table. She laughed like something wild in the woods. She once crushed an aluminum lawn chair flat enough for recycling, somehow without spilling her tea. We won't mention the monkey in the basement. That part is still not clear.


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