house a thon 35

May 7, 2013 § Leave a comment

17th avenue

frank and carolyn (an
other story) came maybe doug
(I remember him dropping me off
after a trial oh I don’t know winter camping weekend
which was good if odd but I’m not sure he ever
came in) jim,
and paul (at the same time, once
✺❊oops※✵✵) and then
just paul but for a long time it was mostly just me

just. me. which was
just.
fine.

(
tralalalalala
).

in the still quiet of the squat house
up the hill through the gate
behind
the wall of trees
in the city, even on Sunday afternoons
and thanksgiving and christmas and
new years eve which that year (my
first year as a nurse and last one
hired) I worked,

and did for the next 20 years,
(well christmas anyway) just because

it seemed fair

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