i was thinking about this great
agnostic
of the 19th century
Robert G. Ingersoll
the other day
floating above the earth
and i stopped mid sentence,
as i found myself reading another
article
about caves in pennsylvania
that you can view from a boat
well, right there
i said
is the seething tangle
of short fiction.
(placeholder for something soon)
ten minutes a day.
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