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The Cutting Edge |
© Beth Roberts | Whether you say Look, two dead squirrels or Lovers who fell from a tree, what does it matter, driving the kid to school? One you got death, two you got sex and death, both a lotta onomatopoeia to buttress morning kindergarten. And where in this case, class, is the difference in I love you or I love my serrated life? One you got platitude, two you got pathos, both plenty of not much. Say I, um, hum him, or somesuch. |