
The resentments sent me via my post Your Resentment, Up in Smoke were burned on the small grounds just outside the front of the church I attend at dawn this morning, Easter 2012. No resentments sent me were excluded; before leaving the house this morning I printed out the latest ones to come in. After [...]
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Right. So it’s weird to type, “Shhh: it’s Black Saturday,” and then start typing. [Um. Yeah. It's now 10:44 p.m. Saturday night, and I just now realized that this opening sentence makes no sense if you don't know---and, of course, no one but me could know---that the original title of this piece was, Shhh: it's [...]
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