“Look at me, I am telling you a truth here; there are girls on hot days you must kiss between the shoulders; there is the soft spot on the belly of a shorthaired dog; a rhubarb pie is baking; a thrush sings; fogs lift; waves break, days break, bread, hearts, vessels, understand? Look at me, don’t you miss it, understand?” – Sam Michel, Strange Cowboy
Took a while, but I think so
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Oh, for a sandy-lipped kiss between the shoulder blades. To think I missed it. . . .
sam michel writes beautifully. if you ever have the chance, you might want to read his work.