I dreamed I threw away a little brown box,
that lingered in the corner of a place
I rented in the southern end of the Bronx,
for I found other functions for that space.
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A mute adversary, a run of shelves, the dumpster's yawning welcome and the simple tale that weaves it all together. I for one am glad the box stayed.....for at least one more day. Brilliant! .....10
Our common friend (below) suggested your writings. I am pleased that I heeded. Thanks, William
Glad to be of service, Kelly Kurt. I'm still groping for a coherent voice, but in the struggle up the mountain it helps when others climbing along register a note of encouragement. I guess we're all in this together.: -)