Edna: Blunder into this, you old coot.
Phil: Who, me? It wasn’t me who smashed up the Buick last week.
Edna: You’re a coward to bring that up, Phil.
Phil: A coward? have you called me that yet today?
Edna: Probably once or twice.
Phil: Edna, I want a divorce.
Edna: I know, that’s part of your charm.
Author: Aidan Badinger
I am a poet.
I write poems.
Titles and subjects and subsequent readership are all part of one fragmented figment of our universe, and it's nice that we take it so seriously. Hopefully the craft remains and grows stronger for our children.
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