For dreams and other oddities, from Memoir of the Hawk.
from Hanging By a Thread / by James Tate
They looked puzzled, what did
we mean? They had gone to bed early and slept
well. They knew nothing about sledding at
midnight, nothing at all.
For dreams and other oddities, from Memoir of the Hawk.
from Hanging By a Thread / by James Tate
They looked puzzled, what did
we mean? They had gone to bed early and slept
well. They knew nothing about sledding at
midnight, nothing at all.
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